Aug 14, 2011

New Hope...

Photo: Kilakarai, 2006




















Random footprints on the wet sand
  that the restless waves swill,
Bring memories of her lost land
  and pull her into a swirl.
She stares hard at the horizon
  where the boats dot like a rope;
In her arms a new born;
  and in her eyes new hope.

A single lightning cuts the sky
  as he draws close to the shore;
Amid thoughts of times gone by
  he wonders what’s in store;
He waves hard at the horizon
  as the clouds shed a drop;
In his mind his new born;
  and in his eyes new hope.

Aug 10, 2011

The Quest...

Photo: Bangalore, 2009





















A timeless ride
Like the cosmic dust;
I wander inside
On an endless quest;
A cuckoo’s ploy –
No where to rest;
Everyday I enjoy
In another nest.

From Curves and angles
And colors insane,
To black and white
And a steady line;
The ‘isms’ change
Like the window frame
Of landscape on
A speeding train.

Every step anew
A journey afresh;
With questions new
I’ve to address;
The waters flow
Over the rocks and rush;
But settle to slow
On a sublime hush.

A timeless ride
Like the cosmic dust;
I wander inside
On an endless quest;
A timeless ride
Like the cosmic dust;
I wonder inside-
Will I end this quest?

(Inspired from my previous post)

Aug 5, 2011

The journey continues....


 Architectural practice for me is an endless journey or rather a quest for eternity.


As a student and in the early part of my career, my design philosophies or the “isms” kept changing like the landscape on the window frame of a moving train. I had a crush with exposed bricks, a brief romance with curves, steady days with angles, a phase of daring colors, few dates with vaults and domes, a brief marriage with De Con, to name a few.

Like a fresh stream that chatters & clatters before it settles to the steady flow of a river, I guess, most architects go thro this initial phase of experimental exuberance.

(excerpts from an architect's diary)

Aug 4, 2011

I know I have to run out of a project when…



1. the client’s wife and their lady interior designer are friends.

2. the client says he will need 4 options before he will decide.

3. the clients favorite color is pink

4. the client emails pictures of his beautiful house in the US and says its great architecture.

5. the client's wife starts referring to houses in Sun TV soap operas.



(excerpts from an architects diary)