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About The Nameless One

Cinematographer. Conversationalist. Coffee Slayer. Vagabond story teller. Gamer. Life enthusiast. I just do things.

Call Me, Maybe

Describe your relationship with your phone. Is it your lifeline, a buzzing nuisance, or something in between?

That is an interesting question. My relationship with my phone has changed quite a lot over time, I got my first phone when I was in 9th grade in school, when I was 14. It was a Nokia 1600 which my pop gave me after he got a relatively better one. Well I remember that not being a good tale, it was some Sony Ericsson phone which got stolen less than a week of getting. The following year I got a good phone of that time, SE W580i. I had a big fascination with Sony Ericsson that time, when they made really great phones, which unfortunately doesn’t exist anymore. Then again the next year, I got the SE Cybershot C905 and it was the best phone I had till date, I had it for over 3 years, also longest yet. I was totally in love with that phone of mine, being an enthusiastic photographer I went about clicking everywhere with it, which rivaled many good cameras itself (it was the world’s first 8 megapixel camera phone and was the best at it’s time). Now it’s dead body remains in my drawer. Many of my good memories of the past were with it, if there were any.

urlWell I used it as a camera most and phone seldom. although there were brief periods when I used to talk to people a lot. I was never a people’s person, and always been a social outcast. Well after it’s demise, since almost the past 3 years I have used multiple ‘spare’ phones, none great and only for basic communication and spent months together without a phone. Yeah that is possible in today’s 21st century, contrary to popular beliefs. Currently I have a not so great, HTC Explorer, not so courtesy of my pop who being a typical Indian parent who thinks he knows everything and mainly because my mother was freaking out as I wander about anywhere and she goes bonkers. Mothers you see.

At least for the first time I’m to a limited extent getting to try out internet and services like WhatsApp for the first time which has been the trend these days. I still wish for a decent phone though, but actually more of a good camera as I don’t believe a cell phone to be an extension of myself.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

You need to make a major change in your life. Do you make it all at once, cold turkey style, or incrementally?

This is a not-so thought provoking daily prompt. It purely depends on the change which I would want to make. Here I need to lose weight. Now that can’t happen overnight, so it is ridiculous that I drop eating all together and start hitting hours in the gym. It is step by step process. I haven’t done anything anything yet about it so far though, if that makes you feel better anyhow. πŸ˜›

On the other hand, if I were to drop a certain habit, I need to start by dropping it immediately. There is no ‘slow process’ as such, the only thing slow here is the pain and compulsion to get back to doing it.

Speaking about change, most people, no matter how much they say they welcome change, it is a fact that moving out of your conventional comfort zone is difficult and most people don’t want to get out of it. But change is one of the most important aspects of life, ironic as it sounds, change is the only changeless factor of life.

“To change with change is the changeless state.”

– Bruce Lee

The lonely tram

ImageInterestingly what caught my attention first looking at the image the first time was the tram car, probably because it’s in the center. It’s quite fascinating how much stories one picture can say.

To the highlight is a cute couple embracing each other, probably seeing each other after a long time (even a day is considered a long time these days, just saying). And to the right, near the tram car is an old couple walking on the street, along with others. Probably tourists visiting Lisbon, Portugal or just random folks. Interesting to see two different ages of togetherness in one frame.

But here less than the people themselves, I’m more intrigued with that tram car. Those of us who are fortunate enough to have people in our lives (and find more) is something one would easily think about or appreciate (or not), what about that tram car? It serves hundreds of passengers everyday, yet it stands on its own, going where the path leads it. Are you alone yet not lonely?

I would like to visit Portugal someday, as traveling around the world is one of my big things in my bucket-list, or should I say, wanting for life itself. The artistic subtlety and style of the photograph is one of my favourite kinds, and the road going down with the stones decorating it on either sides looks beautiful. And while I enjoy solitude I wouldn’t mind a hug from a beautiful girl either πŸ˜›

Ideal Space

A genie has granted your wish to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

To that I would also add gaming and sleeping of course. Considering I never had a room of my own, just having my own private space itself would be a big thing for me. To make it ideal, apart from the inevitable bed, table-chair(s), computer gaming setup (which I also use for everything else), and toilet, a bit spacious room for me to roam and think about as I usually walk for countless hours just lost in thought. Yeah I know that is strange but been doing that since forever. A window with a nice look for distraction or simply looking at times. And finally, most importantly, peace.

I forgot to mention, a huge awesome plasma TV or something mounted on the wall too, with a gaming console and a full home theater setup. Now this might sound more of a luxury room than a reading/writing room, but honestly this helps a lot πŸ˜€

I’m a simple guy with simple tastes you see πŸ˜›

Legendary Maybe

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Maybe it’s my fault.
Maybe I led you to believe it was easy when it wasn’t.
Maybe I made you think my highlights started at the free throw line, and not in the gym.
Maybe I made you think that every shot I took was a game winner.
That my game was built on flash, and not fire.
Maybe it’s my fault that that you didn’t see that failure gave me strength;
That my pain was my motivation.
Maybe I led you to believe that basketball was a God given gift, and not something I worked for… every single day of my life.
Maybe I destroyed the game.
Or maybe… your just making excuses. – Michael Jordan

This is one of my old most favorite ads/quotes which has always inspired me.

The why of it all

To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the inner music the words make.

– Truman Capote

Why do I write? Because I like to, not that I’m good at it, which is something for the reader to decide, but simply because I enjoy it.

And what keeps me motivated? In reality, nothing. I find it hard as seldom does something keep me motivated in any aspect of life. But then again, you don’t always need something to motivate you which you enjoy doing. It manifests on its own.

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Flangiprop!

flangipropnoun.

The abrupt feeling of sleepiness after having a lot of coffee, chocolate or any substance of caffeine.

“He was overdue with work at night but flangiprop prevented him from completing his work on time.”

This might be one of the worse bullshit I ever came up with, but actually it’s quite true. I still feel dam sleepy and doze off if I have to, despite consuming a lot of caffeine. Guess they have to come up with something stronger, and by that I sure as hell don’t mean an M-99.