A horse-shoe nail of my mistake

I read this somewhere (okay this also from the Katy Did series Susan Coolidge, but in my defence it’s got a tad too many life lessons for a children’s book) and it is more than just a fancy poem.

For the want of a nail of horse shoe was lost,

For the want of a shoe the horse was lost,

For the want of a horse the rider was lost,

For the want of a rider the battle was lost,

For the want of a battle the Kingdom was lost,

And all for the want of a horse-shoe nail.

Seems kinda random but trust me it’s deep.  It means that if the shoe-nail wasn’t put on time then there can be consequences as large as a Kingdom. 

Hmm well trying to attach that shoe- nail on time might take a bit of effort in lifting my lazy gluteus maximus off the bed but it might just be worth it. 

Signing off 

D

P. S. Maybe I’d be more worried about the horseshoe nail if I actually had a Kingdom. 

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Hungover

I have a pounding headache and the clock warns me that I’m not going to catch my bus to work on time. Arghhh the light… the ticking…that chirping… the bus. Arghhh. Anyone else in my situation would have had caffeine by now. I hate coffee…but I’m a desperate woman. Thankfully there is no nausea but my eyelids refuse to stay open.

As I put my head back on the pillow try to cover my ears I ask myself why. Why do I always decide it’ll be the last and then do it the very next day? Why can’t I just let go? Why does it feel like I’m alive only then? I need to check into rehab I think …nah next time it won’t happen.

Next time …gosh I’m already thinking of it. The next time I’ll hold it in  hand. Sigh now I’m sure I need therapy.

Just before I close my eyes deciding to put my life on hold for a day, I look at my bed stand and see it. Those yellowing pages of a well worn book. One that I’ve read a hundred times and yet will read another hundred. Sleep will hopefully cure my hangover …my book hangover.

Signing off,

D

10 Foibles all architecture students can relate to..

As you might have heard before, architecture school isn’t easy. Not one bit. Look up the countless internet memes about architecture students and I think u’ll have a pretty clear picture about how our lives work.

So if you are a student of architecture, these are 10 foibles I’m sure you can relate to:

  1. Acknowledging lack of sleep as a sign of completing a lot of work.

This one’s a no-brainer really. Once you join architecture school you say bye bye to sleep… And then you just make that a part of your life. Like everyday! If I ever had a day when I got over 6 hours of sleep I would seriously wonder if I ever did anything wrong or if I was missing something!

1492122902077image-1439220910cp84l2. Unconsciously thinking only about architecture.

 I’m serious about this one. My non-architecture friends are always bugged by the fact that I constantly see the world from my architecture perspective. I go gaga over pretty tiles, external cladding, 3D wallpaper and staircase handrails! I start talking about architecture like its the only language I know…

pineapple-express-cannabis-retail-stores-design3. Trying to zoom in and out while visiting any internet site.

We are so much into CAD that we end up using CAD commands on every application and website forgetting we are outside the CAD world!

4. Daydreaming about mirroring an object in real life.

And even pressing CTRL+DEL on a few things! * Wicked Grin *

giphy5. Thinking about Bjarke Ingels a lot!

For totally architectural reasons, of course 😀

301810353_1280x7206. Getting excited about buying new and expensive stationery.

Stationary stores excite me more than candy stores these days! Fancy sketchbooks and Copic markers are constantly on my wishlist!

giphy (1)7. Having too many tabs open while googling things.

Well, we all try not to do this… But end up doing it anyways. Obviously we would close all tabs in the end and then realize we forgot to save something!

8. Spending hours on the internet looking for ‘inspiration’.

I din’t really specify what kinda inspiration here.But we always use this as an excuse to sit for hours on the internet. Let’s just say we spend too much time here and then cry over empty sheets the next day!

giphy9. Constantly needing coffee breaks.

Ok, so maybe that is just me. But coffee certainly helps. (Especially with reference to point no 1 )

giphy (2)10. And lastly, hoarding all the free blocks from BiblioCAD.

Again, this might be just me. I am a master hoarder. That’s also why Pinterest is my all time favourite! All that you can hoard there, and that too for free!

In BiblioCAD, literally every single free block I find, however irreverent it is, I would end up saving it for later. Of course that later would never come and I’d end up deleting it to save space 😥

These are just a few of the things I’ve experienced. If you can relate to these or can think of a few more,  let us know in the comments below!

Ciao,

A from TAD

My Fictional Boyfriend…

I’ve got one.. You’ve got one…Everyone’s got one. There’s no denying it! We’ve all, at some point in life, had a fictional boyfriend! (Or girlfriend)…It usually happens while we read a really nice book.  I’m sure all of us has had Mr.Darcy as our fictional hero at one point or another.(Let’s be honest here, ladies)

And sometimes, you are so into it that it, that when a potential boyfriend comes to you, you’d end up saying this:

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For me, I suppose this was a phase during my teenage years when I was a tad too much into Megan Cabot books (Michael Moscovitz from ‘The Princess Diaries’ series and Jesse De Silva from ‘The Mediator’ series to be exact 😛 )

And what’s worse.. We switch from one fictional boyfriend to another, with every single book we read. (Well I’m sure they won’t feel bad, if they are in different books 😛 )

A lot of people have asked me why I’m still single. For obvious reasons I really can’t tell them, can I?

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And the ones who really know me well would realize I’m crazy and tell me to get over it. Like that’s actually possible!

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Well what they don’t realise is I’m not the only one with a fictional love.

I’ve been recently obsessed with this song by Shawn Mendes called ‘There’s nothing holding me back’ . It is beautiful and catchy song where Shawn and his love travel across beautiful places like Paris and Amsterdam♥  This girl makes Shawn feel so excited, especially when she’s acting crazy, he stops feeling self-conscious and is willing to be taken to places he’s never been.

IMG-20161120-WA0001.jpgI watched an interview he did where he confessed as to who the song was dedicated to… And guess what… it was about his FICTIONAL LOVE as well 😀 He was inspired by a movie script and felt it was the perfect girl. He ended up writing a song for this fictional girl!

IMG-20151208-WA0013No, I don’t need therapy…. But just saying 😛

Ciao,

A from TAD

Familiar strangers

I was thinking to myself the other day…. About all the familiar strangers we are friends with… Now you are probably wondering if there was too much sugar in my cereal this morning… But hold up… I’m not crazy…

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If you still didn’t get what i’m going on about, then here it is… I’m talking about the many many social media friends we all have…

Its just plain creemy-own-social-media.jpgpy that we know a tad too much about them! (Pun intended , of course).

‘Stories’ have become the latest craze where we are practically showing clips of our lives to all our dear familiar strangers…oh i’m sorry, ‘friends’.

I’m serious here… I know the littlest details of everyone’s lives… Including people I don’t even talk to anymore! And the worst part is.. when I actually meet these people in real life… I find myself running out of things to actually talk about with them…

And the sad part is, most of the time… we do things just to put them on our social media. We are not having fun or making memories, we are simply creating a post. All in the hopes of getting more likes than the person next to us or maybe to catch a special someone’s attention.

We all need a social media detox before everybody we know ends up becoming a familiar stranger! Let’s vow to spend more time enjoying ourselves and do things that make us forget our phones!

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Ciao,

A from TAD

 

 

This little light of mine.

I’ve always been fascinated by lights. Particularly how they completely change the character of a space or a setting!

I’ve always wanted to decorate my entire house with fairy lights .. the walls, the rooms, even the mirror! It gives off some pretty strong boho vibes doesn’t it?

These lights are so dope, I think i wouldn’t mind being wrapped in one like a christmas tree (Esp during the holidays!)

That’s when I came across these fantastic photographs by a New York photographer Brandon Woelfel. His photography got famous on instagram and soon he became a sensation with over 400k followers.IMG_2461+2.jpgThis one is one of my favourites… He has an amazing eye for photography and his post production skills are amazing as well!

IMG_8216.jpgHis photographs are always full of playful light and have some kind of dynamic movement in them! Doesn’t that light seem to be dancing to his tune?

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The lights in his photographs seem to come to life as they entwine and play with the subject of the photograph…

And its not just the lights… Its flowers… soap bubbles… and even pink sparkles!

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Seems to me like a modern twist to a happy little fantasy world… A world of lights, motion and happiness! A place where fantasy and reality seem to merge together quite happily.

IMG_0720.jpgThis is him. He’s given a new definition to bokeh photography and is just 22 years old!

He recently published his first photography book, Luminiscence which has all his recent photographs that seem to be so different yet blend together perfectly.

Ciao,

A from TAD

 

Storm and Silence.

Hey guys! How many of you here are into wattpad?? I sure am! Growing up I was a complete bibliophile.. coming to think of it…I still am…(though I don’t have as much time as I did before)

A couple of years back I discovered this amazing app called wattpad and its a shame that many people still don’t know it yet. Well for those of you who don’t it is basically a storytelling online community… You can read stories written by other users or you could write some yourself. You can even vote for books you like or recommend some to a friend… Go on… Try it out here.

I started out loving this app that practically gave me access to unlimited books … And that too for free! Later however I found books to be repetitive and poorly written… I even found a book that was written in broken English!

However, I found out that not all the books there were bad and some were actually quite nice. One such book (That happens to be my current favorite ❤ ) is Storm and Silence by Robert Thier.

It is a historic romance novel but trust me, even if you hate this genre to the core…you will still love this book!

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It is a story set in Victorian times where a feminist, Lilly Linton, is desperate to fight for women’s rights and suffrage. However in order to do this, she needs the help of a dark dangerous man… a man, Rikkard Ambrose, who is the definition of a ‘male chauvinistic pig’ and will do anything to get what he wants.  And he is a handsome hunk!

Lilly finds that she has to fight hard, not just for feminism.. but for her growing attraction towards Mr. Ambrose.

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This book was so good I could literally not put it down. Sir Rob (as he calls himself) has a flare for writing and amazing ways of describing things.

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I was so into this book that I couldn’t stop until I read all the books in the series! I’m now at the 4th book in the series and patiently wait every Wednesday for a new chapter to be released 😦

superthumb.jpg If you haven’t read this already, go try it right away! Trust me you will love it, and re-read it as well.

You can try reading this story on Radish too or maybe buy the book here.

Ciao,

A from TAD.

Slip of the shoe

You know you’ve had a bad day when mid morning…Your shoes decide to break.. And it feels like after that, everything in the world is just so wrong… You get what i’m saying don’t you?

It so happened to me a couple of says ago… Right when I was in college… with my favorite pair of Kolhapuri ones that my mother had gifted me a couple of years ago.

f2364138da35ec8d99821dd3ddd0f3e4.jpgMine were similar to this except they were a dark pink with sunny bright yellow. Yes i’m a colorful person :p You would probably never see me sporting an all-black outfit. (The whole ‘black is an architect’s dress code’ is a complete myth btw. )

Anyways, my right shoe decided to tear that morning and I was in college dragging my feet about like a funny thing the whole day. I realized then, that the little things in life (like footwear for example) have a huge impact on our mood and temperament.

I tried to sneakily use the college office glue and stapler to fix it but it just wouldn’t get fixed. Well I obviously couldn’t wait around for the other shoe to drop (Literally speaking in this case :P) so after college I went with one of my best friends to find a nearby cobbler. Unfortunately for me there was no cobbler nearby and no shoe shops either.

My house was over 12 kms away from college so I relied on public transport and my two good feet to get back home. Today of course, that wasn’t possible.

That’s when this best friend of mine took my torn ones and gave me her good shoes to go back home with. This was not easy for her since she drives a two wheeler to her house which was far away as well.

This was one of the nicest gestures someone ever did for me and it’s a wonderful feeling knowing that someone’s always got your back. Makes you realize that life is not so bad after all.

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Best friend, if you are reading this, thank you for being my octopus ❤

Ciao,

A from TAD

 

Make a Memory, not a Picture

I hate taking pictures! There I said it! Stop gasping you overly dramatic people …let me explain.

I’m not against the idea of capturing a temporary moment in permanent vivid colours that might fade on the edges but never in the emotion. Afterall we are only human and memories will fade and maybe become a transparent sheet for a new memory. So yeah pictures are great, especially to look back on during a get together years later and laugh at the hair style, the fashion sense, that crush you were trying to stand next to, those awful naked baby pictures and I could go on.

I enjoy doing all of the above and more but I don’t seem to have the ability to take pictures to make a memory. Like if I went for a picnic I’d rather eat, crack jokes, play tag, climb trees or anything really than take a picture. Especially now with instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat and many more social sites, pictures which were for loved ones who you can’t see often , it has become a forum to get the most likes. Nothing against it coz we are human and we all want to feel loved.

I’m sure not many people agree with me and that’s cool coz the world would be a boring place if there were too many mes, and the camera wouldn’t have been invented :p.

I’d rather make a memory than make a picture, tell me what you think.

Signing off,

D

It’s okay to be alone sometimes …

My friend tells me that there are two types of people in this world – the ones that entertain and the ones that observe. Ha I’m just kidding (thats a line from Britney Spears – circus). In a weird way she’s right, when people are put under pressure they react differently but can be divided into two large groups – introverts and extroverts.

When we joined medical college we were given a test in a palliative medicine class to find out which we are. It was supposed to help us see that everyone is different and you can’t treat them all alike. Ideally the extroverts are the ones who were more into debates and cultural activities while the introverts were more individual sportsmen or the studious ones.

So we were debating between the introverts and the extroverts, and it was surprising how true to our natures we are. Like honestly the extroverts were all in the introverts faces and nothing was communicated in the end. It was slightly hilarious

The thing is all of us are different. So when we try to understand someone else like they are us, there is bound to be misunderstandings. For example a friend of mine has been trying to get a huge bunch of people to go out and I was supposed to be one if the bunch. The outing never happened coz a few of us said no. She was very annoyed and we had an argument (sounds nicer than a ‘fight’). For me an outing is about the food and I’d rather go alone. For her an outing is about the people. It took us both a while to understand the other person’s side to the story and then we calmed down. 

That’s how a lot of relationships break, coz they dont want to see the other persons side. So when I want to be alone it doesn’t mean I don’t like you or I’m depressed or I’m angry, some people are just made that way. 

Signing off,

D