Tuesday, February 22, 2011

My One Minute Of Fame

I would not call  myself a narcissist but at times the streak surfaces and takes over. This is one such moment and I am dying to tell you all about my one minute of fame.

The Times Of India is running a campaign called A Day in the Life of India where they've invited all Indians to participate by giving their take on India in the form of a photo, video, cartoon or joke and anecdotes. The chosen entries are published on their website and the best ones are published in their newspaper.

A friend sent me a link to their website telling me to submit something from the hundreds of "rubbish" photos that I have. So I thought why not and submitted a couple of photos that I had taken in one of the categories.

And guess what? One of my photos actually got picked up and published on their website. OMG I was so thrilled walking on cloud nine the whole day. People who've read the earlier entries of this blog will be familiar with that photo since I wrote a post on it called This Happens Only In India

So please forgive my tiny streak of narcissism and check out My One Minute Of Fame where ahem ahem (collar up) I got published.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Question Without An Answer

There are questions and there are answers but at times there are questions which really have no answers. You can go round and round and round and you still come up with naught.

It's just a random thought so please don't go into a tizzy thinking I have some unanswered question in life. But I'm just thinking or rather writing aloud as to why certain questions get you no answers, mainly in the way people react and behave.

You meet someone and he/she seem really nice. All is well and hunky dory and suddenly you see a side which leaves you totally stumped. You're left wondering what you missed the whole time you thought you knew him/her. It seems so alien and no matter how much you dissect your knowledge of that particular person you generally never figure it out.

I've seen it with friends, friends of friends. I've spent countless hours questioning or listening to someone question this strange phenomenon. And after all the bheja fry you eventually end up saying to yourself......this question has no answer.