The art in present era

Main reason which keeping me away from writing is actually, long time I thought about a topic which is bit complex and bit mental .somehow I managed to think about writing about it , but its kinda too fragile for me to handle it.Huh.. Enough introduction right?? So the topic was ART IN PRESENT ERA…

Everyone boasting about india’s share in NASA ,Microsoft Corporation, or whatever u name it .We are Successful engineers,Doctors,Business people but why we are not able to produce (Produce ..yak.. what is this word) a good Artist, musician ,Lyricist, Actors (Don’t tell me about the heroes we have, I am talking about ACTORS).

Yeah I got your point switch on any tv Reality shows about dance music , cooking what not everything on even nothing. But how far these so called winners managed to go. One year career two years or max five years. Why this is happening ???  And fortunately or unfortunately parents got educated about this art thing bit too much. These days parents pressurizing their kids even for hobbies too…. Thank god our generation was told to focus only on studies.

I think the main reason is if you see a girl singing happily,  if you leave her like this she can sing in the same manner, but if you took her to concrete jungle and put some machine infront of her put a competition , give a dead line , show the appaisals, or pink slips (Damn my s/w lang), I think the art will never exist . May be this is what happening in present era , We have a meter for everything, we have standards , we want a competition , we always search for the best .. which is threating art to die , to change its parameters to chnge its style of origin. May be this is the reason that Millennium artist MJ never wants to grow up and build his own house Neverland to protect himself from all this reality and to protect his art.  

May be this is the reason why so many artists are remained psychologically disturbed people . I just want to mention a small story in which I read in my 12^th , It is about a guy who paints and won’t sell them ( in our lang kinda loser ) , then he happen to marry a rich girl which intern forced him to take up her business , so after that he wants to picture his wife but unable to do that coz of the tensions and stress he is handling . So in the climax girl gave a big lecture which is pretty interesting and dramatic so in that exact words. In olden days there are kings who used to protect and support artists so at that time for them they don’t have to worry about naything , But what happening now a days is there are no kings to protect them so the sensuality in them is dying slowly. And that realization making them disturbed people.

So guys everything in life is not a race, as we don’t have kings to protect , so be your own king , have split personality :P once out of office take as completely out of office don’t carry any files I hands and don’t bring any office thoughts .... signing OFF

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Hiiii ,I don’t wanna say after a long time gud to be back and some part of my brain which actually write went to Coma coz I don’t want to give fancy name to my laziness, SO everything going well not of big changes yet in life, Stil trying to be matured enough to convince mom and tying to know what I really want.

Oh I forgot ,Happy New Year guys, (Hope this new year wish bring you some new ness into ur bored and miserable life …. So mean huh.. Yeah these days I am reading RGV’s Blogs and following twitter , But admit it guys who will work 9 hours in a same place… Most of the youth will work  right? Then why the hell I am asking this question?  lost my mind somewhere)Ok girl relax…. Breathe… U doesn’t have to show your frustration on internet…

Ok I am back…

Hey I was happened to join in one of the so called adventurous group in Hyderabad, Not so called its really adventurous group(If any one of it’s members reading), So the trip is to bidar a place in Karnataka for a bit adventure nope frankly for a bit walking , They told me that there wont be much trekking there, so I just thought for beginners it is kinda cool so I jumped in .Expected start time is 6 o clock , so I am up by 4 30 am ( yes guys 4 30 in winter morning ) , so IN TIME for the first time in life… what you are thinking… yep u r absolutely fine , no one is there…. So counted how many glasses are there in bigbazar front door, explored bit ways to shoplift  :P.. So finally everybody came.. So kinda intro and bit of hand shakes ( seriously I did nt remember more than 3 names ).. some are pretty, some are interesting, but totally every one is energetic.

I was happen to be friedns with some of folks from this club… ( so editing my post for the first time in this blog history)  Ride is excellent , My frnd keep on asking should we have to be in same order we started With my super knowledge I said yes.. ( after everyone crossed I said may be this trip is bit different, need to tell stories sometimes ) .

So brk fast I was hungry from 7 and my stomach waited almost 2 hours to finally get feed. Dosa my alltime fav, taste is fine money I paid is super ( even thought of telling him open a shop near my ofc so I can svae some money for my shopping ) but the workers there are like 8 yr 9 yr felt bit old, so I insist the kid that I will put my plate in sink but he did nt let me do that ,

So Intro ( kinda forming line and telling attendance in schools  everyone made a speech ) a kinda made some ( never ever leave a  chance to point out  other’s faults :P)

So the fort was awesome I was thrilled to see that much spacious ground, I got some weird idea while walking through ruins of the fort , how about every thing comes alive back, watching the soldiers , colorful dresses, rich ornaments, wow what an idea ( I think there was a movie with this same theme which was shot in single day with single shot forgot the name ) So my second mother got my back, Swathi u r not allowed to go beyond that rock , let me try this first then u can follow kinda cool right..

So was in sweater earlier then it became so hotten up even regretted why I wore jeans, Then our gang planned a free lunch, was in perfect non religious and the place was actually gurudwara, I got some scarf , after some circus I tied it around my head ( They told u r not supposed to show ur hair any reason behind that????????? ) Only thing I remember during temple visit is when I gonna kicked out of temple coz of my stupid dress sense… I did nt understand their diety , but the music is soothing to hears is that sufi??????  And Prasad was so tastier but as usual so little..

Free lunch is excellent ( I think in india what ever u got for free is always fascinating),,, so everything is pretty much cool and excellent , got some good moments and some u knew it right?

But damn worth for 300 bucks…

Will keep u updated from now onwards… ( don’t tell me who cares it hurts L)

swathi--- part 2

Do u rem long b4 I started writing my auto bio( I call it so), Here is a link for the first part, I know what are u thinking ,Ofcrse there is no benefit to u reading  my  bio, I too agree that, but look around u, the same old cubicle, the same sleepy screens, the creepy coll who thinks they are (umm who is that Greek guy who actually carries earth so who ever it is) ur team mate think they are that Greek guy , and u r stealing their pay check ..  rather than all those boring things I can promise u my blog is bit more creative. Urgh bit weird comparison right?  What to do it was almost two months from my last post… so forgot all writing skills.. J …. So here goes the ACTUAL post (technically actual hammering :P).

As my mom was unable to bear me 24/7 she put me in school at age of 3, which is almost next door to our house, Being younger of total school I took all advantage , Never bothered about timings even H/W s ,So school is actually a play ground to me, One thing I enjoyed in school is library, I guess I read almost every comic available there, Tin tin ,Dennis ,Spider man, superman, even ice man name anything.

In this period one biiiiggggg  villain came ,Mr. Sharma  who took all my colorful comics. Instead he gave me a little boring story books, which always end up with a morale, As I addicted to books , I continued my quest with these stupid books, And even continued my addiction to NGC yes you heard me right, I read lot of books about animals, birds particularly about snakes, may be that is one reason I cant accept snake as god ( for which my granny blamed my mom for false upbringing), but I still think snakes are the most beautiful creatures. At this period of transformation I thought of becoming NGC Photographer for which I am still crazy.

 At that time I even had a big regret that I did not have any pet name, My mom reason is already my name is too short with two letters and she cant shorten that,

But as she has a cool name like “Hema” how come she know my problems, That too Swathi is too much common name u can find at least 3 swathis in every class , Fortunately in my school I was lucky ,But in coll there 4 swathis, Somehow I remained as Swathi and evry1 gt a tag with their name.

In school I was kind of teacher’s fav student, my dad used to tell me that this Mr.Sharma even asked to adopt me, I donno whether it is real, somehow I managed to be in first in everything , and it became as an obsession as I slowly avoided doing anything in which I am not best, That’s how I quit bicycling, caroms, Tennis, Drawing, Missed so much fun L, Can’t say I am studious or book worm , But I missed so much fun, I always feel I make out well from childhood but when I see this generation kids, they are so much well planned, organized they have time for everything and more matured for their age.

Yep time to give up, come on telling our own story is not easy as I thought. I am telling u again this post is just for name sake, hope next time I will come with something better.