I was weaving beads into a thread today. The selection of a bead at any point depends on the kind of bead in the string before this one, and the one that will come after it. This, I think, is the most understandable analogy of ‘relevence’. Architecturally, too. This is the context. The essence of urban design, Ananth Sir said. Simple, isn’t it? But then why do most architects today fail to realize it?

I bought a new wallet today. It looks bigger than the earlier one, and accomadates more. I cannot let go of my old one though. I wonder if it’s just me, or is it difficult for everybody to let go of things they have used for a long time?

When someone uses the word ‘fool-proof’, it sounds like an intelligent thing to say- the image that immediately comes to my mind is that of a CBI officer- working on a top-secret and ‘fool-proof’ mission... But if you look at it closely, the word contains the sub-word, ‘fool’. The image that comes to my mind is that of an air-head, who believes that if he stares hard enough, he can see the back of his head. Quite different from a CBI officer, don’t you think? :)

People can be so mean and cruel. So business-like. When it comes to money. PAISA. My dad says that for some people, when it becomes about the money, they could even refuse to identify their own parents...I wouldn’t have believed it earlier. Now I do. It’s like suddenly you have been pushed into this big bad world that you have been avoiding all your life. It’s thrown in your face- and it stinks. You dissolve, and become one of them- to survive them. I had not intended to make that leap at this point in my life- I have one and a half years more of schooling (or rather college-ing) to do. Maybe this rude shock will help me build my life further. OR maybe I’ve lost a couple of precious years of innocence I could have lived. Maybe this is what happens to kids whose lives are changed forever by tragedy. Maybe worse. The faith in the good is lost; the free air you breathe starts to smell suspicious. It IS a big bad world.