I had to get some lab tests done today in relation to the kidney stones I am harbouring. One of them was a urine sample test. Yes, pictured above is pee in a jar. They gave me this 30 mL or something jar to fill up. I was in the washroom following orders, and as I was filling it up I wondered what would be the appropriate level to fill it up to. Like the fashionable amount of tea to leave behind in a cup. This is what I settled on.
When I handed it over to the attendant, the jar was all lukewarm. It felt weird. The temperature of one’s urine is a very intimate concern. As He took it from my hands, I felt like I owe him an apology or that he owe me one.
1st July 2011. Cheiraoching. Indomcha probably showing Capitol Project to Chintu and Wilson.
Either side of the stairs. Khoj Delhi 2011.
I picked this up somewhere in Paona Bazar a few years back.
1 pair Happiness - Rs.350/- (Good once sold will be taken back)
“As Balzac said, ‘There goes another novel.’”
Of nights
A weird hum in my ears.
And insects chirping outside the window.
Occasionally, the sound of my cat meowing somewhere.
The silence of my mother sleeping in the next room.
The smell of mosquito coil
reminds me another summer is here.
I put on my earphones
and play the ‘Top 25 Most Played’ playlist
as I try to recharge my mobile phone online.
I casually punch in the number
2020
the expiry date of my debit card.
I wonder
When my debit card expires
in 2020
seven years from now
How would my nights be like.
(via my writings blog, severalhalfmoons)
It was the time I had just started learning photoshop and listening to Tori Amos. I have been digging in some of my back up drives the last few days and I found this file from when I had just started art college.
“File Created: Thursday, 9 November 2006 4:05 AM”
Incidentally, I broke up with my then girlfriend four days later.
One of the best they have come up with.
A Diptych
Of all the things that can happen over a cup of coffee.
