Bangalore Photography Club presents, "Frames of Mind, 2007" Looking forward to visit it.
Venue and other details -
From 8th to 10th June at Bharatiya Vidya Bhavan (near Chalukya Hotel) Race Course Road, Bangalore-5600 001.
For details refer to Events Bangalore.
I came across these beautiful lines on one of the web blogs. Did some Googling to know more about these lines and came across some of 'Robert Cavett's' inspirational quotes and philosophy.
While I can run, I'll run,
While I can walk, I'll walk,
While I can only crawl, I'll crawl,
But I will always move ahead.
~ Cavett Robert
Cavettism's
a) If its to be it's up to me.
b) If we believe in something strongly enough, we are a walking climate of positive acceptance. People can refuse words, but they can't refuse an attitude.
c) Everybody has a big sign on them that says, "Make me feel important!"
d) It's amazing how much people can do when they divorce themselves from concern over who gets the credit.
Read more on Cavettism.
Robert Cavett
...He began a career as a platform speaker in the early sixties and in 1972 was given the Golden Gavel Award by Toastmasters international.
A great speaker, he founded the National Speakers Association in 1972. Read more over here.
Extract from Maria's Diary before she decides to risk a comfortable life to take a plunge into the unknown..
What I learnt at photography school – Composition
Anand Sharan sir shared some tips and rules regarding composition. These were collected over time from different resources. I am putting these down for ready reference.
“… Tiger Tipu.” He had a thick south Indian accent and was pointing his finger to a stone structure. People had their eyes glued to the window. I was half asleep. I had thrown up a couple of times last night and was wondering why I was taking this bumpy ride.
Mysore
But somehow everything seemed so phony. I fidgeted with my cell phone trying to punch numbers to call imaginary people.
Our first place of visit was ‘Tiger Tipu’s’ death place. Srirangapatna – Tipu’s capital, the place where he valiantly fought the British and the place of his martyrdom. We progressed our way through the ruins once destroyed by British and now neglected by the authorities.
Photography has been one of my latest free time activity.
Our next destination was, ‘Chamundeeswari’ temple beyond the Chamundi hills. The road that leads through the Chamundi hills is scenic and beautiful.
The
Overwhelmed would be a small word to describe my state of emotion. The paintings, the carvings the wall, the gold decorations. Maan, I would love to give up everything and be a
travel guide to
Being overwhelmed by the architectural beauty, Brindavan gardens was a sort of anti climax. But nonetheless, Nawab & I got some beautiful pictures of water fountains.
It was 31st December; the bus started its journey back to
2006 ended on a good note for me.
More pictures can be viewed at Mysore Trip photos.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Read the complete speech, 'Everybody's Free (to wear sunscreen.)'
Calvin : Look, I got a letter I'm supposed to copy and send to 20 people for good luck.
Hobbes : It's a chain letter.
Calvin : It says, "A man in Denver made 20 copies and the next day he got a raise. A man in Seattle broke the chain and he went bald."
Hobbes : Ha! You believe that? These letters are for superstitious nincompoops. Throw it away.
Calvin : "... and a dumb kid like you listened to a friend and got run over by a cement mixer."
See the expression on Hobbes face.
Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
Past few months have been weird; since I stopped calling dentist or rather she stopped taking my calls. And since then my k750i has been everything – a FM radio receiver, a media player, an appointment scheduler, a camera, a notepad, a camcorder but a mobile phone.
I still love to capture the moods of city, life and faces. Some of these pictures can be viewed at - http://www.flickr.com/photos/thepluginguy/
Some k750i facts –
Around a 1,500 photos clicked using K750i were uploaded on Flickr yesterday.
Around 213 users.
k750i is ranked 2 among Sony Ericsson camera phones.
k750i on Flickr - http://www.flickr.com/cameras/sonyericsson/k750i/
Sony Ericsson on Flickr - http://www.flickr.com/cameras/sonyericsson/
Bjarne Stroustrup, the inventor of the C++ programming language, defends his legacy and examines what's wrong with most software code. A two part interview on Tech Review
Read the interview at Tech Review.
Part 1 : The Problem with Programming
Link : http://www.techreview.com/InfoTech/17831/
Part 2 : More trouble with Programming
Link : http://www.techreview.com/InfoTech/17868/page1/
‘One hour at a Railway Station’
I loved writing such essays during school days. Anxiety, Last good byes, Bon Voyage, Fear of a new place, Eye contact with a beautiful stranger, the train pantry cars and the list goes on and on. Perfect recipe for 10 on 10 essays.
Do I still love visiting a railway station? Well, I don’t know. At least, I did not like waiting for my train on Bangalore railway junction. Dirt, crowd and hassles far away from things written in my school essays.
Last week, I spent a lot of time traveling. Bangalore to Pune, Pune to Surat and so on. But this time I had different observations. One’s that can be ignored at once but I feel like writing a blog on it as I have nothing more exciting to do.
On Travel
I like traveling by rail. It is so different from air travel. It is fun to see unknown regions slowly give in to known places, as anxiety turns to joy. Starring out of the window till it becomes pitch dark and nothing can be seen at all. Standing by the door and letting the cold wind hit me. The sensation is awesome the numbness caused by the wind and along with it the fragrance of a new place, emotions raring to fly as swift as the wind, inspirational!
Air travel is boring, 35,000 feet above is too high to feel anything the small blocks of land below look the same. Beautiful air hostess and their phony smiles. It reminds me of beautiful things left behind and now can’t even be seen as everything appears same, small blocks of blue, brown and green.
The only good part is the cloud formations. Pure white, it reminds me of those fairy tales. Jack and the bean stalk, a whole new world waiting outside the atmosphere.
On People
Travel presents an opportunity to witness a panorama of people. Beautiful and ugly, tall and short, rich and poor, people ready to fight and people ready to tell their life story to kill those aimless moments of time. People who abide by law and people who love to abuse it.
Yes people who love to abuse it. There are instructions all over the place, ‘Don’t smoke in train’, ‘Use a dust bin don’t litter around’ Rules are for safety, for good. And yet every time they are broken and ruptured. And then you see people who complain that the country is going to the dogs!
I don’t understand people or maybe there are some hidden rules written somewhere that I have not seen till now.
On Patience
Instant coffee, ready to eat, broadband connections, it is a fast and furious world. Seconds are precious; millions are made in seconds and lost in milli-seconds.
So am I right in expecting people to wait on their seats when an announcement has been to remain seated? Am I right to get angry when someone cuts the queue whereas I have been waiting for my turn? Am I right to expect people to stop when the light is red?
And am I right to stick to my values and my beliefs and risk to lose it all?
End on an optimistic note.
As flight 6E 105 landed, Bangalore looked beautiful glittering in gold and neon lights. The curves of roads visible from a few thousand feet above full golden lights. Reminded me of Bono’s voice singing, ‘oh you look so beautiful tonight’
Plane landed. Beauty disappeared. It took me around an hour to reach till commercial street from airport on same roads that looked like glittering gold from a few thousand feet above and cost me RS 110/-. Auto rickshaw meters untouched and rules yet again abused…
A mosaic picture created using Fd's Flickr toys. Awesome set of tools for Flickr lovers.
A sweet introduction to your soul,
Standing just around the corner,
Flashing his intoxicating smile.
Or, lost in the crowds,
Cheering for his superheroes,
Or, a face in millions,
Which passes our eyes - Unnoticed.
Does he, need an introduction?
Indeed this world belongs to him,
The common man,
The public rallies during elections,
The victory laps by superheroes,
Are incomplete without his mention.
Often remembered and soon forgotten,
Yet victimized by Life.
Little unknown to this world are,
His fantasies eclipsed by realities,
His strife for success
And his bouts with failure
Sorrow behind his smile
And selfless compromises made,
Just to ensure people around smile.
There Icons, superheroes and stars
Amidst them a few bother,
To look besides their shoulders,
And there he stands,
Arms outstretched.
Just peep into his eyes,
To witness life distilled
A salute to the hero at heart,
The common man.
