purple child

Monday, January 31, 2005

Some more ramblings

"Node of all orbits"...... how cool is that.... why can't I come up with something as cool as this?
Anyway it's VR's blog name. And whats mine? purple child.. why? I have no clue although purple is my favourite colour.
speaking of colours I think the best photographs taken are black and white one's . They are timeless and classy. Some of the most elegant pictures taken are b/w. At ACJ we were shown wedding pictures of this model.... a very pretty one with a pretty husband. I have never seen such wonderful b/w wedding pictures.
Speaking of weddings and pictures yours truly has a record of featuring in pictures when dinner is served. Mouthful sometimes handful. Thank god not anymore, although cameramen invariably have a knack of spotting me just when I start eating. And I tell you am not a big eater. I just like the look of a nicely laid table.
Anyway its not just weddings even b'day parties when we were kids. In most of the pictures Nidhi (www.nidhira.blogspot.com) and I would be standing then "click"... the cameraman would decide to take a picture just when the both of us spared a glance at the cake. Now if you look at those pictures you'd think we were salivating. I have a sweet tooth so does Mrs Variava.
But puhleeeez this was a conspiracy of which I have evidence...sadly.

Then there is this collection of badly taken pictures where everything is incoherant. No concept of a subject, ambience etc. Just randomly taken , making someof my relatives look like famished somalians. Really no kidding. Today's feature.... a picture of a young boy, fat young boy let me add, standing next to his very natty looking brother and a very attractive mother. Under a banana tree. Somewhat disciplined. You know the happy to go to school kinds, cause there was this other picture with the same kid, gleeful, smiling from one end of the world to the other. With a satchel and a water bottle. Happy to be a part of some school.
I know I never looked like that when I was heading for school. Jesus ! there are us and then there are these school loving types. We co exist and quite happily so. Don't ask me how.