A piece of ice that looks like a crocodile on the prowl.
I really need to get out of the house.
And now, a song to go with it.
Photography
Photography
Me and my friend were wandering the streets aimlessly when we spotted a photography exhibition. When I saw they were giving out free snacks, I said, “fuck yeah!” and walked in looking like pro photographers, looked at all the photos, concluded they were mediocre and were about to leave when a lady came up to us and started asking us questions. She held my hands and said, “are you his friends?”. Turns out, the photos were taken by her son, who passed away a year ago. The exhibition was to help preserve his photos in a museum. We came clean and told her the truth. She was surprised, but insisted we take a look at a book about her son, that was written by his friends. She kept holding my hand for some reason. She wouldn’t let go. At one point of time, she even tried to hug me. I could tell she missed her son badly. I read a few pages of the book. Fortunately, I hadn’t forgotten how to read.
I ended up attending the whole event and I also gave a speech on “photography” and “a photographer I never knew” to a group of about fifty strangers. Among them were government officials, old people, crazy little children and more old people. Great day, great food, memorable awkwardness.
Paradise
I walk up these steps every single day when I leave from work. As you can see, there is a killer view of paradise at the other end. Occasionally, you can see drunk people appear from paradise and fall down the stairs, into hell.
King
I’ve never made friends at a movie theatre. People in the audience always seem like like-minded people but you know…they could be on drugs(kids, this is what happens when your mind is messed up). So I’ve never interacted with them. I wanted to change that today. So I went to watch Black Panther with three main objectives in mind.
- Enjoy the hell outta of the movie
- Join a movie-gang
- Don’t get killed
Pretty easy right? Well, as soon as the movie started, my head decided to fix itself, looking only in the direction of the screen and my mind decided to leave my brain and immerse itself in Wakanda. From time to time I could hear conflicts in my head:
Voice of reason: You are literally surrounded by people like you. It is the best chance to make friends.
Me: I am here to see the King of Wakanda. Shut the fuck up.
I am a weirdo. I like the strangest things about movies. For example, my favourite scenes from the movie were(spoilers ahead. You deserve it if you still haven’t watched the movie):
- The very beginning of the movie explaining the story of Wakanda – Interestingly, the voice of the villain is the focus during the introduction. Large amounts of information explained visually in a short amount of time. I’m a big fan of that!
- Kid(villain) playing basketball sees the Wakandan aircraft leave – There are several reasons why I like this scene. First of all, it is the ambiguity of the situation. The kid gets a glimpse of the mysterious unknown. The scene is so beautifully crafted that it creates an impact in your mind.
- King’s aircraft fly over the grasslands(Wakanda reveal) – I have two words to express my feelings during this sequence- Holy shit. That’s what I call an ‘immersive’ experience. This is my kind of movie making.
- The music. This is what I liked about the movie the most. There is no music but there definitely is! Let me explain. During scenes like the one I mentioned above there are mainly just sounds. No music. Just sounds of a few instruments and it is amazing. Normally one would expect super-orchestral, heart thumping music during such sequences but the movie maker chose to make it different and wow! did he succeed! I felt the same vibe in Blade Runner 2049.
Conversation
Mind:
I was walking on wet sand when I noticed the water drying up wherever I stepped. It felt very strange. As I walked further I saw bright red crabs running back into their burrows. I have to say their sense of vibration is pretty good! This is where it starts to get weird- I felt sad seeing them run away from me! Questions started to emerge. Do I really belong here? If I do belong here then why is everything running away from me?
Brain:
Good old depression is back! The first thing about water and sand is pure physics. You know that. So stop whining.
Mind:
First of all, fuck you. Second of all, how are you still alive? I thought you were paralysed from all the sleep deprivation I gave you.
Brain:
Yeah about that, we’ll be shutting down tomorrow sometime between 4 and 6. So don’t be in a meeting or whatever. And stop talking to that girl after midnight. Its not worth it. Pretty soon your organs will start to shut down. And by the way, stop eating all that junk before you sleep. I’ve been trying to contact Liver since last week. Dude is not even picking up. And by the way, start talking to people. There are good people out there. Stop being such a whining looser all the time.
Mind:
How dare you you fucking slimy ball of noodles? Wait… you’re right. I’ll take care of it. Hang in there buddy. In the meantime, take a look at these pictures I took. Damn! I am a pro!
Henry’s Island, West Bengal
The sad old house
While I was wandering about the streets of Kolkata taking photos, on old man asked me why I was taking photos of the street. I told him its because I like to take pictures of old buildings. He said, “You call this old? I’ll show you old!” and he showed me this 200 year old gem.
I wish I could say that this place is abandoned and haunted. It pains me to say that the old man and his family still live here in such pathetic conditions.
Random Thought Beam 