How to take a nice picture

How to take a nice picture

Sorry if Google brings this page for you , though i doubt my blog SEO. So i really really don't want to write any stuff that is remotely tied to aperture angles, ISO , or that super cool shutter speeds. The reason being i am no expert in that field. And now a days even monkeys are taking photos so people left very little to talk about them, hey don't look that much offended, there is one facebook page dedicated to this, still don't trust me , ok go ahead click on the link and see for yourself.

Ok the common most overrated phrase after a deeeeeeep sigh!! In those good ol' days where you have to wait 2 months just to see what you have clicked. And to get shocked why you are picking your nose in middle of meal(Ewww!!!! Trust me i saw this pic , Sorry cousin) . Good/bad thing now technology evolved, people creativity super rapidly evolved, and even posing for the cameras.

With all this bandwagon the quest for that one perfect, Profile pic worthy photo never ends. One will not sharp enough, one will not have so blurred backgrounds,one will not with a cool pose. Now people are getting married for the super cool pics. They are holidaying for the sake of instagraming. Tell me when do you enjoyed a beautiful scenery without shooting it with a flash.So when do we shifted from "this looks so nice" to "hey this may be nice if everybody knows that i saw this" . Ok this is exactly irrelevant to topic, But 

photos and sharing go hand in hand. 

Photos are like mementos , a souvenir, a channel to relive that beautiful moment So just don't spoil the original moment just for the sake of a perfect foto.I know so many people who suffers this perfect 'foto' desease. 

The conversations always goes like this

I look so fat in this pic, really all i can see is how much you are laughing

It is blurry, I love how you two are holding your hands.

This is absolute rediculas dress, i like how cute you are when you are blushing.

I look so rowdy, You are macho cuddly bear:)

I actually want to post all the pictures for the comments , but i really value my 

life. 

So don't fret about those pics. Photo is a token for the loveliest time , relive those moments, be goofy , be foolish.

FYI: i don't like those waterfall pictures when you increase shutter speed, it looks like some milk.. Dude that is not how i saw it.

On the closing note, Me mamma nanna chelli went to a temple some eon years ago, Dad actually have some contract work going on that temple at that temple. so stayed in some guest house. While walking to the temple we saw a biiiig mud pool, and one equally biiiiig pig is enjoying its mud bath with half closing eyes, and nirvana like status of mind. That pig is big enough that one can actually misunderstood it as small buffalo. So my sister squealed a bit and said, wow that pig is too cute. Yeah CUTE!!! she actually said it. My mom was very quick enough to disagree that. Then my dad said, what if we change the animal to some rhino, 

change the place to some zoo park. We will definitely stand in queue to see it.So beautyness is not lies in perfection, not on that big eyes, pointy nose, nice arched brows. Imperfections are what we are. Imagine a world with everything perfect it will be so boring to live.

So next time you went to a live concert, and u clicked it, but all you can see is some shattered light. Just don't delete it , keep it. When you saw it next remember that awesome night.

Perfect photos are not made from those bulky SLRs . those are made from our super 

kind heart. Damn i still want to write to so much (It does not happen every time). But work beckons...

To be good or not.

What people do when they are angry/frustrated , Some may eat chocolates, Sane people may go therapy. But people who has blogs write blog posts. Damn man it sucks being grown up . It sucks extra deep being girl in this shitty world. Yeah i am not gonna censor any expletives, Why the hell should I. Are girls even not allowed to swear. Damn you society.

I have this very bad habit. I never hate anybody. Even somebody is telling some mean things about me . Most of the times i chose silence. Does it make me coward. If yes that is what i am . Because i just never want to say any harsh things, And i am not good at defending without pouring buckets of tears. And one thing i always hate is to show my tears to anyone.

I just can not understand why people can not move on in life. I don't know why they want to live in the particular day in their entire life, where they felt bad. Are not we supposed to forget bad things. If you feel bad about particular thing why revisit it every time and punch the near ones emotionally. Does it make you strong ?

Some people bring best in you. Some will bring worst in you. I am confused whether to be good or bad. You will be hurt if you are good. But being bad, being the same person to spit venom on people who are hurting you. May be in that process you will what essentially you are. So lets be good. May be one day they will realize. Or we may just become stronger. Be good and strong.

20 Random facts

20 Random facts about me:

Don't ask me the reason behind this post, I feel like writing dude!! Yeah I am in that dude mode today where i call everyone around me dude until someone threaten to kill me.

I guess this blog will become very useful if somebody wants to do a thesis on me(Eww!! That sounds gross I know , I know this "Eww!!!" sounds gross too. Who am I, high school girl?)

1.  I love drinking milk in any form even raw.. yeah pathetic
2.  I love to dress up, still I cant spend much time on it.
3. I have pea size attention on any thing,So don't be offended if I stop your conversation in mid sentence.
4. It takes lot to scare me , until it does not involve frogs.. Yuck I kind of hate those things with life. And I run funny when i encounter that thing, Yeah my sister recorded that incident . Little rascal

5. I follow charlie sheen in twitter, and thinks he is a funny guy.
6. I never saved single penny in my life(I even never thought of saving).
7. I have a thing for transparent luggage. handbags , clutches, umbrella anything in transparent.
8. I can switch a meal for dessert.
9. I have very few may be one or 1.5 friends :) That is real bad.
10. I don't know how to ride a bicycle :(
11. I can read any S!@# , My vote will go to a book if it stands against TV, Restaurant, Going out, yeah almost anything.
12. If I like any book, I cant put it down unless i finish it.
13. I hate to be financially dependent on anybody.
14. I feel funny if somebody pays for my meal.
15. I don't have road sense at all, like I cant recognize the road that I traveled at least 30 times.
16. I like cartoon movies, I like kid vs Kat and thinks it is awesome.
17. I still believe superman is real.
18. I still have that certificate I won for my 6 th standard running.
19. I am bad at keeping things organized, but I never loose things.(touch wood recent habit)
20. I like western toilets. (lol)

Random Rant

I said it.. it is a rant, not about the society excluding me :) yeah me includes.. (my new phrase kinda in love with this , me thinks , me hungry, me orders quite stylish huh!!)

So i have this kind of society i love, with obvious questions!! New dress how much? New school how much is the fee? New job -> How much package. So we kind of measure everything in money. It is almost an universal scale. So how much of money is really enough?

In earlier most of the genius are used to work in product development/ creation. Now i guess everyone of them are working in marketing, Hence the faulty products but never the less desire to acquire them.

The gap between what we wish and what we have never fills with hard-work (Yeah it's myth) .

Once you achieve what you we wish for , These clever marketing people throw an another one to wish for/dream for . So how much is really enough

End of the day , Life just revolves around what you need, what you have, what you wish.

So just find a intermediate point between three , and then achieve INNER PEACE (yeah like po in Kung fu panda, acceept what you are , what you are capable of)

Hey watched Sahasam movie, Some what believable script/ fights , though i am not comparing it with indiana jones(Yeah i am that so called stupid indian who thinks hollywood made superior movies)

And i bite the bullet finally , and thinking to go for jogging (yeah this phase will take more time than i wish for)

Things i learnt:

Life wont give you another choice than to move on,

Sale shopping suck big time.

Haleem is still tasty

Being in touch with old friends is very difficult for me

Writng a blog post everyday is not a big deal,(may be gettign visitiors might be anothet question)

I can cook.

Damn i need some good books, (please share with me if you have any)

My wish list : kindle (are you reading?)

Change

So earlier when i used to blog my blogs are more honest, and more of me. Then this recognition bug caught me , hence leaving my blog link here and there, Then i know who will read my blog, So suddenly i took defence step, Tried not to reveal so much want to be guarded, wrote politically correct blog posts, Then this blog lost its original purpose, I started this blog to scream out loud my opinions , my feeling which i can not/can do in my real life.

So i made a promise and don't want to publicize this blog, Now it's going to be good old blog of a frustrated girl.

How is my life? It is just as like any newly married girl, recently lost a parent life. You know ? You will know how much you really emotionally tied to the person only when he left. Sounds repetitive?

Yeah read so many times, but understood the meaning recently.. Everything in your life is linked to one way or another to him. Nanna..

I kind of train my brain to think in blocks, like in office only office work, In home only the R, When in MIL home only being DIL.. so this kind of exercise really works for me.. After all i am not a superhuman being to satisfy everyone.

May be that is what leads to unlimited chaos in every woman life, When in office they feel guilty about leaving their son with maid, When in home they worry about the advance of other colleagues in their careers .. So to all the ladies out there Just take a chill pill.. You don't owe anything to anybody not to your husbands,kids, mothers, mother in laws, colleges. You owe yourself a good time, amazing health, super fun. Take a break from your routine shop,travel or eat do whatever the hell you want to . Just don't take life as an obligation to live. You are never going to get another chance. God knows how much you gonna live with all this anxiety, pollution stress and unhealthy life style. Just don't go your death bed with so many regrets.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Very deep is nt it? Yeah!! see i am grown up finally!!! Thats it people ... Everybody is hating the rains in Hyderabad, but me not thinks like that. Provided i wont drive or ride.. :)

Things i learnt

You can actually survive without a TV.

Making egg curry is not so simple.

Just don't blindly follow internet recipe.

I can also wake up early.

Nanna

Nanna,

You know that i wont prefix dear right? We are not exactly that kind of daughter and father is it? And don't worry this is not going to be a teary eyed sob story, You don't like anybody crying and you wont even believe in crying right?. See nanna i am not crying, I just want to say some things that i did not get time to say when you are available or just a phone call away from me. Now i am trying to post a letter to the places unknown, And i even don't know why the *!@# i am writing this shit. May be i am long due for a terrace conversation nanna. Do you remember this when you shouted at me and i got fever and everyone blamed you , How old i am at that time 5 or 6. And my love for your right hand as my pillow , I did not get a chance to use a real pillow until 12 or 13? . I still remember the sweets you brought from very far( Why the hell i am not bothered to ask the city name) Why those sweets are so sweet nanna.

I remember you coming very late to home everyday, with lot of money wrapped in towel Are nt you scared about that. I remember the cycle rides , me and sravanthi counting all the lghtning bugs passed, And you bullshitting all the stories about ghosts, I still don't afraid of that kind of stories nanna . I remember the big storm and one of nanamma's house wall destroyed and you taking me to ammumma place. I remember the time i told you somebody else took my pen , and you creating a big scene in school, you did not even ask my explanation when that pen was found in my bag.

Why nanna? Remember the time you want to sit when Janaganamana is playing, me creating a big scene as true patriotic. And when school head master commented on my singing capabilities i remember you also joining him, Are dads supposed to tease their daughters?

I remember you not coming to any school functions, I remember you not accompanying to any Inter school competitions , But i remember fighting for more money for those tours and me giving you a candy after every trip. Why it seems very normal to me when the rest of world differs.

I remember you asking me to take tickets where every dad is not even allowing to talk to strangers, Your reason is ladies queue is smaller . Why you made things so simple nanna without so much drama or fuss.

Me telling you about the boys, and you advising me about them and let me remind you, you are too bad in that :) According to you every boy is bad enough not even to be frnds with , But how come i ended with only boys as frnds.

Do you remember when i need to attend EAMCET counseling , and you are in some remote place working, without any phones or communication, Do you know nobody slept peacefully that night except me , And you wake me up in the morning , and you finished your bath and brkfast in 10 mins :) . In that counseling you did not force me to take any college or group. Do you remember the look on the next guy, when i joked about i will choose the college based on head and tails. How do you know that 17 year old stupid girl is matured enough to take a decision about her career.

And why you did not comment anything when i want to join in another college in the next year.

Why nanna why you let me take all the decisions, Are you preparing me for this moment.And you supported me in your own way for my biggest decision. Now when i look back i don't know what i did for you. You know i am planning a gift on this father's gift and you are so cruel to left me on that day. You know what ma is calling you. Selfish, Yes you left us all alone in this shitty world.

And i remember my promise and will fulfill it . You just watch. You know I am so mad at you .

--Swathi

Finally Andaman part -2

The problem with writing part-1 stories is, you are expected to write part -2 followed by 1. This is for people like me who has attention span in size of peanut is a biiiiig problem. So i thought of writing every other post other than the continuation of last one.
So here i am trying my level best to complete the thing i started. Yeah you are right, I went back to my post to check where i left, yes you are also right that i checked my pics to remember things. come on it happens to everyone (At least i hope so ).
So Andaman bowled me over with its honesty, new ness , gentle man like behavior . Did i talk about food in andaman , generally it is the first thing i always talk about, but some how this place made me change my order. Obvious to it's geography this place is famous for it's sea food. Glorious sea food , I tried varieties of fish, prawns crabs. Evey dish has it's own earthy flavor  The main differnece between grilled prawns that main land china serves and andaman are the earthy fresh ness something sea taste ( I know i sound weird but this taste i just can not write , Go eat and figure ).



After havelock we came back to Andaman some street shopping, lazy drives.. Crazy food.. After all this we signed up for scuba diving. Yeah you heard me right , yeah even i wanted to check my head first after signing up. When the money changed hands i knew i had no choice.
Did i tell you i dont know swimming, Silly! If i am dead i can not write this post is nt it. Yes i survived scuba diving without knowing swimmin how cool is that? We went to some small island for this, There is some misunderstanding  between instuctors so we transferred from one group to other group, Oh i forgot to tell you when i am travelling by boat there is a french guy sat next to me. Reading life of pi in french, As the seats are so constraint everytime i cross my legs his feet used to touch mine. And the poor guy apologized me like number of times though he is quite bit older than me . french people are so cute... Ok Coming to our diving. They gave us wet suits and weights breather goggles and the stuff i did nt remember.
There is actualy one thing i dont remeber the name right now which will help you to float as well as drown . So with hand signals yeah you can replay the Jindagi na milegi dubra part but replace katrina with a shy looking 20 + kid (techinically 20 + are not , but like you know some times you look at some one and thinks he is still kid Hi sateesh!!! dont worry he wont read my blog.) This guy made me spit on my goggles telling me that it helps better viewing , still i did nt understand the logic. Then he took me to deeeeep  inside the sea(hey 10 feet is still deep enough for me to get killed or eaten by shark or failure in breather or a heart attack to my trainer ) The goggles he gave me is not my size so the first time my eyes burnt like hell. Then he changed and we went for a little tour....
There comes the serenity.. a coral colored corals, live corals which may die if you happen to touch.. beautiful and wonderful fish in groups, single fish and wide range of sea plants. There came the moment that i committed to Andaman for life.

Andaman and other beautiful things

Here goes yet another travelogue, I cant believe I am writing too may travelogues these days, Excuse me technically 2 qualifies as many.
My recent trip is to Andaman, The lonely islands (the sign that I should not take writing seriously , Damn lone and plural how can both fit into one sentence , You did not get the point yet? good stop reading in the brackets then) that reside bottom of the map, unknown to so many. The decision is as usual a last minute decision , And I am more happy that I chose this place for holiday. This place is so ideal for my stupid requirements , Less number of tourists and no hint of commercialization , People are friendly and HONEST, Can you believe it? There are still honest people in touristy places.
This time we took the help of holiday planners , Yeah signs of aging and lazy ness.  And I am very glad we did this. And please don't read this in evil your mind as all the previous holidays are badly planned (you evil!! Go away from my blog) , There are two ways to reach Andaman, by air and water, (Surprise!!!! it is an island).. Unfortunately there is no direct flight from Hyderabad so we went via Chennai, And don't ask me the conditions of wash rooms in Chennai airport, and the polite ness of airport personal, because basically I am not a whining person and I have too many Chennai friends to be scared of  :(
Upon arrival on portblair (yes your geography is good, it is the capital) We are welcomed by flower bouquet , can you believe it????? Real flowers with petals and all!!!! So that was the love at first sight for me. Though I kept this to my self as a decent lady. You can not fall this quick is n't it? The temperature is good 35, I am ok with that, It always the cold that was so unsettling for me (Is it weird?)  The drive is pleasant as Andaman trying to impress me more with wide roads, beside sea shore (Yes beside sea shore ) With gigantic trees, friendly traffic cops (Friendly because all are girls :) Yes I am partial in that way) .
Then we started for have lock island by a cruise (like a big bus which travels on sea) , I read the safety instructions like million times blame titanic for that, Fortunately we did not hit any iceberg on the way and landed in one piece. Even though on the way Andaman throwing me thick green forests, uniformly grown coconut trees, fresh lakes, superb scenaries here and there I still maintained  you are not so unique  Andaman thing in my head. We stayed in some Symphony palms resort, which will offer you welcome drink and give you bamboo cottages. The resort we stayed had a private beach but we are too tired and too hurry to go the air conditioned rooms.
By evening we went to see the radha nagar beach, It is the second largest beach in Asia, And  is awesome just not because of the massive appearance but the beauty behind the every curve of it, not so ferocious waves, White sand beaches, Crystal clear water yes you can actually see what is in the water . My crush got  deeper by that point. Andaman threw me another surprise on me by the beautiful orangey sunset. By looking at the sun I understood why lord hanuman wanted to grab it , If i could fly I would have definitely done that. After all this wows and giggles I am dragged to the resort (AW! Romance is dead these days)
Next day we started to elephanta beach, by a small boat. When I went to port I can see the fish swimming and there was much less less littering (God bless Andaman to stay like this).
This beach is basically for the sports activities, For all the people who know what banana ride is please be quiet. So I am this innocent girl who thought banana ride is just a ride and I was seated right behind the rider when he is doing all swinging I thought why he is showing off, There comes the moment of realization in middle of sea dumped , Hey I did well, though I thought some shark gonna have me as lunch, I kept those thoughts to myself. Then I did the snorkeling there I was bowled over , The corals are so beautiful and the colors of fish is unique and even for today if I close my eyes I can see those bright colors, God is hell of a painter. Sea bike ride is good enough as well as glass boat ride.
And the next day it rained and you know how the beach will look like when it rains? It looks AWESOME You can not ask more romantic thing than that, I made better use of swings and hammocks our resort private beach.
When we went to radha beach , We kept all our belongings in our car and asked the driver to have a look on it. And he said no problem, nothing would be stolen here. When we were back from the beach, car was not locked, driver unseen , even the windows are not rolled up and our belongings safe and sound.  That is when I know that i fell in love with ANDAMAN.
To be continued....
PS: Did I tell you that I recently got married to annoyingly punctual, language purist ,sleep deprived (Yeah 6 hours of sleep is definitely sleep deprivation in my dictionary) bike crazy and 6 year long friend.

I see you

Everyone says winter is the impossible month to wake up early, for me it's just never true, I always have problems to sleep but never to wake up, Commuting to office is one favourite passtime of the total day.

When i told HR guy that i need to travel 2 or some times 2 and half he looked at me like a crazy person. That expression on his face still makes me smile. And he even more surprised when i refused a cab service, or my odd choice of working hours.

Today also just like any other day, but bit more foggy homeless men and dogs are still sleeping in their respective dens. It is a 10 mins walk from home to the busstop, I always take a short cut not to reach early but to blend in darkness. For me the light makes me feel unsecured . Not only this i have born with so many abnormalities ,in normal language crazy things. I am not a social bird. For me cage is what i crave. I was diagnoised with a strange mental conditioan at 6 which makes me feel uneasy with people, I can not communicate with people easily, I can not touch anyone, Can not handle loud noises etc etc simply i am not a guy who you want to be friends with or to be with.

When everyone thought i am a lost cause, My mom never gave up she keep pushing me towards the impossibilities, I still remeber her pleading every teacher in school to let her sit in class with me ,so that i wont be distracted, It is her that made me complete my graduation , to let me earn my own bread. Simply i took her life to create my life. She lived my life, my fears, anxities, my tears, my outbursts.

She is one hell of a woman who never know the meaning of defeat. Even at this age she is working with a NGO to help kids like me, like she never had enough of this rubbish. I always want to thank her , but never found any words even could not able to look her in the eye, touch her hand.

Yeah these are the trail of thoughts that i start everyday with, My bus is there in its regular place, I even know the driver duties and they too famailiar with me hence the last isolated seat. As my company is not a typical IT company this bus has all genders, all age and all department. Though we travel in the same, I never saw anyone in the company.

I even familiar with the passengers of this bus, the stop they are going to start. Their preferred seats,

the way they gonna seat, the do gooders, the pretend gooders, the bad the ugly.

But i always cherish one stop, where two girls gonna hop in with all the morning freshness. One girl always dresses in pastels or some other divine colors, smiles a lot makes conversation with everyone. She is the one that every one in the bus waits for. She even tried to talk with me, On her birthday. When I refused she forced which led to my breakdown followed my one week absence from work. So everytime whenever she looks at me she had that guilt , for which i can never forgive my self. She is like a morning bird that chirps for a simple joy and make everyone sing with her. She is the angel for the two hours of the whole bus.

And the girl next to her always dresses like she want to hide from everyone, there is always sadness in her eyes (though i never saw) She talks very less. She is rude some times, Generally with ear plugs in her ears banging some music lost in her whole world.

So this is me always lost in thoughts. Coming to present Driver is not the regular one and in bad mood by the way he looks. Seems like bus is also in bad mood as it refused to start, after lot cursing from the driver it finally started, Day started,

First stop happiest middle aged couple, working for this company from almost 20 years, always argue about which son of their needs them. Today also same story

Second stop : sigle not single girl, Lives in her cellphone.

Third stop: My life over middle aged man , argues about politics always end up proposing a change for the entire system though it never starts with him.

Fourthstop: Every girl flirts with me guy, I am ugliest girl in earth girl

Fisthstop :Angel gile and undefined girl.

Suddenly there is choas, Our bus hits a lorry, Everyone is screaming , there is blood, I could not feel my limbs or any other organ in my body , My shirt filled wih blood dont know it is mine or some one else's . I searched for the girl , Nobody is looking like anybody i know, i managed crawl under the seats, The girl she always sits in the middle row, I saw her i pod with a stain of blood , she should be some where near, she is there finally stretching her arm to reach me , I dont know why but i reached for her hand, I felt secured for the first time in my life, Finally i saw her eyes looking deep into mine.. Though with all the pain i manged to say "I see you".

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