Today,any artist is a ‘Ruined artist’ ...and it has been so,always.
Don’t agree??? Let me tell you kinds of Ruined Artist :
Type 1. Someone who badly,madly wants to be an artist but he can not become one due to his family pressure/responsibilities, he is a Ruined artist.
Type 2. Someone who practices art..but has to give in to market forces and is not able to bring out through his art, what he actually intended to, he is a Ruined artist.
Type 3. Someone who makes what he wants to make .. but ends up being bankrupt,he is a ruined artist.
Type 4. Someone who even if makes things in the way he wants and earns well enough from it also but believes only in ‘art for art sake’ and doesn’t believe in ‘Art for Cause’, he is a Ruined Artist.
Type 5. At last, Someone who believes in ‘Art for Cause’ ...he is ‘The Ruined Artist’ ! Why?? Lets find out ...

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What kind of a bird is called a Frogmouth?! How can a bird look like a frog?! These are questions that ran through our minds when we visited the Salim Ali Bird Sanctuary in Thattekad, Kerala; one of the few places in South India, where these birds are found. The Sri Lankan Frogmouths are very unusual looking birds. We cannot say that they have a vibrant, colourful plumage, but they are so beautifully camouflaged amongst dry leaves that if not for a trained eye, its very difficult to spot them. Now why are they so named? This was a question that got answered when we actually saw the first pair.  See it for yourself and you will know why these birds are called the Frogmouths.

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We love to travel and trek. We also love introducing our friends to its pleasures. So when we got a chance to take one-year-old Ahan to the exciting world of travel and trekking, it gave us immense satisfaction.

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This was part of the travelogue we had put up as part of our initial application to TGDC. A mammoth road trip from Mumbai down South to Hyderabad - Bangalore - all through the Karnataka coast - Goa - Mumbai, over ten days one December.

When we chanced upon Timbaktu in the middle of nowhere in rural Andhra Pradesh…

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Getting stuck with John Abraham in a traffic jam! Meeting the legendary R K Laxman and having him draw the common man for you! Meeting and interviewing L Subramaniam! Is this fun, or work? Well, I think it’s both!

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Have had friends call in to ask why I had not visited my blog whole of yesterday , well … that’s because I was in conversation the whole day with someone very special.. GOD was talking to me, as well!!

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However tired we are, these hilarious spellings will never fail to make us break into laughter.

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The only time when other vehicles can zoom past the Cedia Sports is when it is parked. At all other times, this savage beast can keep up with the best of them even on the fastest of Indian roads.

A MSRTC bus whooshes by the parked Cedia near Lonavla on Mumbai-Pune expressway.

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A small meaningful poem dedicated to us….... by a fan, after our group on Facebook crossed a 1000 members  

Here….check it out: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?v=feed&id=517758041&story_fbid=105952823041#/group.php?gid=105148006105&ref=ts

We love the gesture. Thank you Jojo!!

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Back in the summer of 2007, a bunch of us passed out of B-school all excited to be starting off on the journey of “managerial” jobs! Before we headed down that one-way road, most of us took our own short breaks to discover the India we knew we would never get to see once we’re officially cubicle-ized. What follows is a walk through a memory lane set somewhere in the chilly northern region of India, with friends and the serene calm of a loong holiday for company.

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A short write-up about my first and current love of my life: my first car! A black Mitsubishi Cedia Sports, aptly named Blackhawk! The post below was written 3 weeks back before I got the car, 3 weeks hence I am ultra possesive about the beauty and refuse to let it go once outside of the clutches of office hours. Every dinner, outing and grocery trip has to be as far as possible!

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It has been 38 days since I first laid eyes on her. I drove down to Somwar Peth (yes that’s a place in Pune) to meet her, nervous all the way, sweaty palms sliding over the old steering wheel, a check on my deo every once in a while. The person who’d set up our meeting said she was eager to see me too, she had just had her shower and was looking her prettiest with a slight wetlook.

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