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Not so young Fashion Graduate From National Institute of Fashion Technology (NIFT), Delhi, India. Aspiring journalist. Amongst other eclectic hobbies, she likes writing and has written several poems and articles over her school and college life and now for a living. She would someday like to be be a more popular writer than just on her blogs. 'Tis a lady of grand splendor, who waketh in my bed every morning while the sun beckons her towards night...

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

wrought iron

is that how it is spelled?
i dunno ...i just started writing with that having to study the modern furniture fads......i guess all of us know tat we all like to buy "wrought iron" furniture or atleast the looks of it....
funnily a few years ago i had an assignment to study how wrought iron furniture is made......
we have all suddenly started wanting things that are "not so perfect" isnt it? specially in the last few years ......
but science still works for perfection....human mind seems to be striving for perfection and yet aesthetics still declare the imperfect as the fashion....or fad , whatever u may call it.
its strange how human mind works.......constantly looking for change but never accepting it when it comes to using that change.....
things are always "forever" (i guess i have been using that word very often in the last few entries)
we think of things as stable as they are as of now......hamesha aisa hi rahega......nothing can change ....but then we all are looking for change always.....

as fashion students we are told how to incorporate the want of change and make "them" buy what we make .......essentially not making anything newbut definitely finding out what is it that the other people want......and taking the chances.........but even in our personal lives we are scared to take chances....but we do...coz there is nothing definite.....we take a chance coz we dont have any choice.....
even if i "think all about it" i still know that my plans may not succed......so it is a chance isnt it?
coz i guess its the imperfection and the risk that entices people.......people who give up and die are those who know there is not a second way......


on a different note.......im very blue....it seems thr is nothing that is going right......nothing possibly that can go right......and im going crazy....all im doing is alienating myself from those very things that i love doing.....and well if this is a sort of wall that will continue to build then so be it......


p.s. (for adi specifically): Alcohol doesn't solve any problems, but then again, Neither does milk. ; )
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