god, God and g*d are sitting in a bar…

hair pinsIt’s that time of the year again; natural disasters and diseases hog the headlines more than political intrigue (notice the trend over the past few years); you have to update your copyright watermarks (or maybe it’s just me); you just found that long-missing piece of Christmas cake under the sofa, and it’s now home to a civilization not much older than the year.

Oh well, might as well let them live until April so that they may have a chance at an industrial civilization. Gaw’on, play God for a bit.


rear balconyGod tends to be remembered a lot this time of the year: Oh my god it’s a new year; oh my god I didn’t do a thing last year; oh my god I don’t know what to do this year; oh my god I might actually do something this year.

Oh my god there’s a whole year to go before the next Star Wars. Oh my god the next Spiderman comes out in a few months. Oh my god there’s no Lord of the Rings movie to look out for this year. Oh my god there just might be a sequel to Lord of the G-Strings (hubba hubba).

folded sariI’m in Mumbai this month, and I’m glad because it’s the place I call home. This time I managed to drag a crusty old laptop here with me (it barely runs Windows) so I can type at home and hopefully upload a few blog entries.

Writing in Mumbai is about as good as it gets. To be constantly drenched in stimulus might be overwhelming for an outsider, but now that I am more Mumbaikar than N.R.I. (Non-Resident Indian) with the current visa setup I find that there is a zero adaptation time when I arrive here (something that was a bit of a problem when I was younger). Ideas flow more freely here; the feverish want to write and do and create in general is much more.

towelNot that Dubai is any less interesting; the clash of a hundred different cultures always produces fun results, but my response to the place is a bit more muted. It takes me a week back in Dubai to get into the flow of things, to start getting ideas and images.

I’m a city boy, and Mumbai is just so much more of a city. I’m glad I’m spending all of January here, and with a laptop, a digital camera and a ton of unrealised projects it’s going to be busy busy busy. I intend to make the momentum continue through the rest of the year, and, if possible, even ramp it up back in Dubai.

Hope you have a prosperous year too, even if you aren’t in the best city on earth. God agrees with me.

And don’t touch that cake.

Vishal

hair pinsIt’s that time of the year again; natural disasters and diseases hog the headlines more than political intrigue (notice the trend over the past few years); you have to update your copyright watermarks (or maybe it’s just me); you just found that long-missing piece of Christmas cake under the sofa, and it’s now home to a civilization not much older than the year.

Oh well, might as well let them live until April so that they may have a chance at an industrial civilization. Gaw’on, play God for a bit.


rear balconyGod tends to be remembered a lot this time of the year: Oh my god it’s a new year; oh my god I didn’t do a thing last year; oh my god I don’t know what to do this year; oh my god I might actually do something this year.

Oh my god there’s a whole year to go before the next Star Wars. Oh my god the next Spiderman comes out in a few months. Oh my god there’s no Lord of the Rings movie to look out for this year. Oh my god there just might be a sequel to Lord of the G-Strings (hubba hubba).

folded sariI’m in Mumbai this month, and I’m glad because it’s the place I call home. This time I managed to drag a crusty old laptop here with me (it barely runs Windows) so I can type at home and hopefully upload a few blog entries.

Writing in Mumbai is about as good as it gets. To be constantly drenched in stimulus might be overwhelming for an outsider, but now that I am more Mumbaikar than N.R.I. (Non-Resident Indian) with the current visa setup I find that there is a zero adaptation time when I arrive here (something that was a bit of a problem when I was younger). Ideas flow more freely here; the feverish want to write and do and create in general is much more.

towelNot that Dubai is any less interesting; the clash of a hundred different cultures always produces fun results, but my response to the place is a bit more muted. It takes me a week back in Dubai to get into the flow of things, to start getting ideas and images.

I’m a city boy, and Mumbai is just so much more of a city. I’m glad I’m spending all of January here, and with a laptop, a digital camera and a ton of unrealised projects it’s going to be busy busy busy. I intend to make the momentum continue through the rest of the year, and, if possible, even ramp it up back in Dubai.

Hope you have a prosperous year too, even if you aren’t in the best city on earth. God agrees with me.

And don’t touch that cake.

Vishal