Friday, December 23, 2005

I want to draw about things that can’t be described using words.
Things that can only be reflected in thoughts. Things that can only be felt down there.

I want to draw the emotion of a 10,000-strong crowd. Cheering and screaming as their favourite rock band performs.

I want to draw the hunger a desperado carries with him. The hunger to do more and more, everyday. The hunger to do more with less.

I want to draw the eagerness a child has in him. The eagerness to find out what does on in the remotest part of the world. The eagerness to explore the unexplored.

I want to draw the procrastinating writer doodling aimlessly. Making people think that she’s “brainstorming”. While she really is not.

I want to draw the stuff that goes on in my mind and the things I’ve never thought of.

I want to draw people’s reaction when they don’t know why I’m doing what I’m doing.

I want to draw what’s running on people’s minds when they think about me.

I want to draw what’s running on people’s minds when they try figuring out what I think about them.

I want to draw how people will react when they find I’m gone. Gone for good.

I want to draw.
But on second thoughts, I might as well give up drawing.

31 Comments:

Blogger madhavan said...

why are you doing it?

3:23 pm  
Blogger death said...

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3:31 pm  
Blogger J said...

madhavan, wot am i doing?

death, now do me a favour will ya? dont DELETE this comment of urs. It makes me sound so WOW! :D

3:43 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

do not be gone
do not be gone ever
even for a moment ever
wild flower
flower of the enduring wild
strewing chaos in your wake
blooming in the fields of night
battling alone jungle demons
lonely battles of the wild mind
seeking rays of uneven light
wild flower
you be kind to you
you be kind to others
dont go
draw dont draw
but dont go

3:48 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

i been blowing balloons for a silly office party of pastries and sandwiches and my self-esteem is all hurt and sore. i am feeling sad and so am trying to spread it around

3:50 pm  
Blogger J said...

:)

u know i will go!

5:01 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

hey, how can ya draw stuff you have never thought of...

;-)

5:05 pm  
Blogger J said...

sweetie... stop askin intelligent questions will ya?

maybe ordinary souls like u cant.
but superhumans like me can.

5:09 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

why why why but why o why
why why why but why o why
why go
why go when
why go when you
why go when you can
why go when you can stay
stay stay stay o stay stay
stay stay stay o stay stay

5:26 pm  
Blogger J said...

bcuz i dont wanna stay

5:31 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

btw, where r ya goin...
and mads my post is up

5:45 pm  
Blogger Rider on the Storm said...

j: wee question..doesnt everyone go?

5:51 pm  
Blogger death said...

rider: Yeah, how true. everybody leaves. eventually

5:59 pm  
Blogger J said...

Rider! i know. everyone HAS to go.

But our dear mallus here: madhavan and humbl devil dont seem to understand!

6:08 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

just like that...just like that...
leaving all and all behind
and so many bereft and blind
many mysteries of life unread
many things to many unsaid
dont go, dont go
dont take the early train, J
that is not for you
dont take the ship of night, J
that night is not your night
for you is the rich and roaring road
for you is the green and winding road
walk the winding road, J
which leads to many ends
survive its many bends, J
and break out into the day
the road is your beginning, J
the road is the end
where all gathered pain is cast
this road is the road of light
where the terrible load is shed
this road is the road of day
walk the winding road, J
walk this winding road, J

6:14 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

J, longtime pal.

whatz happening with u - no news at all.

- LAx

6:25 pm  
Blogger J said...

r u high on chicken curry or is it jus me? ;)

6:30 pm  
Blogger Rider on the Storm said...

i think that is chicken curry seasoned well with green and mushooms on the side!

6:48 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

po, po wherever u wanna po...
do, do whatever u wanna do...
flowers coming in your path don't you mow...
instead smell them to leave you so-so...
and dont spite me if you don't understand this mumbo-jumbo...

7:14 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think I got the first of those those covered.

It sure as hell isn't a drawing and it probably doesn't capture much emotion, but who's complaining?

7:41 pm  
Blogger Rider on the Storm said...

m thinking may be, i need to start writing vogon poetry! or poetry of the kind from grunthos the flatulent! and get good at it!

10:15 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

bang on target, buddy!!!

10:17 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

i thought it was you but now i know its the chicken curry

10:20 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

and humble devil, your epom reminds me of a lewd mallu song

10:22 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

my knowledge of mallu films is only so-so...
care to share...

:-)

10:54 pm  
Blogger Sudipta Chatterjee said...

J, after a long long time, I find this post a really good and refreshing read... I mean, the others seemed so much of a one-liner that I made neither head nor tale of them. Thanks... and do draw something. And post a snap here ;)

11:29 pm  
Blogger Manu said...

Oh well give pictionary a shot before u go!

2:19 pm  
Blogger arvindiyer said...

That would be cool, Manu, a few other warped souls includin moi all havin beer or vodka over a game of pictionary... *tells myself...not to comment here anymore*

9:26 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hi J, i came through madhavan's blog, I was really impressed by the poem you wrote in the comments. do come to my blog when you have time, have given the link here.

11:31 am  
Blogger humbl devil said...

wakey, wakey...

got a contest on my blog...
decide on the prize...

11:48 am  
Blogger phatichar said...

I'm tempted to draw a conclusion..but I'll resist it.. :) u take care girl...

12:59 pm  

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