On the Rocks

Back to our old days, when we all friends used to hang around some of the happening pubs in town. We would always wait for that evening where we sit over the beer table and discuss our entire week and events in each of our lives. We were always late at the pubs but lucky Ba***rds we were, would always get the seats on arrival. Till recently we use to go to this pub Toto’s but I don’t know where ever we went that place ends up in some mess, for example Toto’s had lost the license to play loud music and due to which it has lost its charm. But why am I writing about Toto’s.

Continuing Bob, Poly, Sal n Me were the regular at the bar and always had pitchers of beer at least 3 were down for sure and always at the last Sip of the drink we would bang our glasses, I think I started this habit but it was good. Almost every weekend we were at Toto’s and then in Mondy’s drinking our Sorrows and Sorooo (alcohol). It felt really good unwinding with friends after a hectic week at office. After we were drunk and on cloud no 9. Poly is the character to watch out, his laugh and silly jokes is something that drives us all mad and makes us laugh the guts out..

Till recently we were meeting up at these pubs very frequently but due to hectic schedules we couldn’t make all weekends and drinking became very less and no sooner the news came in flying saying Bob has quit drinking no body knows why and guess what he has started reading, “Bible” I was just about to give him my favorite book 11 minutes but it seems that he is reading the all time best seller, there is something definitely wrong with him probably a fishy business? Don’t know ne ways I recollect those days when we were drinking shots of Bacardi and Smirnoff and couldn’t do away with it, Bob used to get stoned & focus(puke) all round the park, that was the Bob we enjoyed. But the sudden decision of Bob has put us in a captivating situation.

Now our friend is no longer drinking with us instead he drinks cola,ice tea n Rumless Rickey that really turns me off, hope that Bob will return on the rocks and we shall celebrate with D2D (drink till u die). CHEERS!!

The Transformation

The years of childhood have gone by so fast that the memories are still very fresh in the mind as if it was yesterday. After the school I was wandering in the play ground near my house. In one corner of the ground I notice something which caught my eyes and thought they might be of some use to me, there were these small pieces of wooden blocks, six of them cut in same size and shape, very strange and quiet fascinating and without thinking for a minute I slide them in my pocket. That weekend after all my activities were over I straight headed to my study table with these blocks thinking what to do. I realize why not paint a picture? The next step was to join them. Now joining was a problem as these blocks had rough edges and glue would not hold them for long there was only one way, to paste these blocks on the card board and use cardboard pins and ice cream sticks to hold it from sides to make it strong and sturdy.

At First I thought I would paint beautiful trees, mountains and lakes, obliviously this was not a great idea I wanted it to be special. I remembered I had gone to one of my Muslim friends house where he had this antique collection of Christ face paintings dating to renaissance period made on small blocks of canvas and that struck me that I can paint something like this, but painting Christ isn’t that easy, I was still in the learning phase of painting but the simplicity of his mothers face made it easy for me and started my work on creation of “Mother of Perpetual Succor”. On the surface it was easy but it required more than what I had thought. Finally after two days of sheer concentration and calculation of minute details lead to this master piece of art on these wooden blocks.

Today after 10 yrs this master piece is still will me well preserved, I have not done any changes or enhancements to it.

When I look at this piece of art I still think how these wooden blocks were destined to become the picture of Mary. The transformation of these blocks into a life long art is what fascinates me till now.

We are like these wooden blocks untouched by the artist, lying in the corners of the world waiting for that moment when master will reveal the true master piece in you, wait for him to put you in the limelight. So let the artist work on you, till then have patience.

P.S. This will remain with me forever. Nobody knows about this, not even my best friends, but today I reveal this picture to all.

Storm

Storm

Its just one of these days, one of those Stormy days.

A day that leaves you with no option but to head into a Storm.

I 've gone through it myself, fought with the devils on the right to survive.

I m going to make war with the storm and run against the wind.
I don't know..........

I don't know, If ill make it, if ill get another day to live,

If the wind won't break my spirit if the rain won't let me drown.

I cannot fly high, neither I can bend metal,

but this will not break my determination, coz my mind conquers all.

I dont now my future, but i do know....

I am a better man just for trying Heading into Storm...