PHOTOGRPHY!!!

Well... what to say?? things i enjoy are mostly those creative kind of things which need concentration - yes lots of it... at least i believe so! anyway i like it that way..my photography "skills" may not be very nice but i am at least proud of myself that i can do that much! :D yeah.. people may think i'm complacent .. but i am not at all... i keep striving so hard to make my "things" "nice" and "cool" and all those things that people keep telling me..
now i take critisicm quite well , and you can be sure that those drawings have taught me my lesson.. but does that mean i have to be like everyone else??! nope.. i dont think so.. thats the reason i'm going to go my way and i shall do what I want to do!! :D

by the way, here are a few of my photographs.. these i took from the balcony of my house.. which has a grill so, i think it is really hard to take such photos.. i LOVED them what about you??

A Few of My Drawings

this is one of my latest...

this one.... was MY style!! :)

( by the way , all the pictures i am displaying are of MY style !! :) hope you like them!! )

HOW ARE THEY? IF YOU LIKE THEM PLEASE PUT A TICK IN THE LIKE IT OR NOT POLL!! :)

MY drawings!!!........MY wish!!!! :D

hello again. the old aditi is back now.. i have learnt that worrying about those exams is a waste. i hope i have not bored you in the past two or three entries. anyway! i'm back with a bang!! :D well thats partly because i began drawing again. i love shading. give me a book and a 6B pencil and i'll sit with it for hours. everything i like can be seen in my drawings.
i am ashamed to admit that i do not know how to draw humans .... but i also have to admit that i have no intrest to draw them. i however draw most things of nature. i know they are not very nice but looking at them makes me feel nice. i draw because i want to draw.
there was a poem - the frog and the nightingale, in our literature textbook. this had a lot of effect on me. i felt was it - "frog and ADITI" hahaha!..
well it was actually like that. my parents have taught me that critisicsm must be treated as the steps to success and i..... u know.. i'm a mad girl.... took critisicm seriously and i really tried to change my drawing style. this, did not give them the grace they had before. i learnt, draw when you want to. you know what? it is very hard to drwa when you dont want to.
you must be wondering, (i hope to have created atleast that much intrest) then what about those drwaings with the changed style then?... well i kept them safely. so, they remind me of the lesson i have learnt from them.
i must admit, they were good , but lacked the charm which I like. I draw for MY sake now!! :)
well anyway. in my next entry, i plan to show you my drawings and i sincerely hope you like them. well they really are not very nice .. but just have a look at them !! :)
ok then, keep smiling all of you! and remember....do things which you like to do, not what others want you to do.
here is one of my favourite one liners....
"you are not responsible for what people think about you , but you are responsible for what you give people to think about you. "

Time = running out!! :(

THINGS i have never imagined could happen happened!.
i dont know... i did so badly in my maths paper of the 1st term exams. i managed quite well !!...but what!! imagine my astonishment when i saw my math answer sheet ..i was in the deepest of miseries!.. i hated myself. i tried to study more ..but how much ever i studied , i found the need to study more. there is this excellent text book of math written by R.D Sharma, i tried doing a few of those sums, and voila! not even one sum was right!..
i dont know what is going to happen to me in the board exams!!
i hope i can pass atleast. my dad told me to get above 95 % !.. n i'm trying..i only hope that my efforts will be fruitful!

GUILT - THE BOA CONSTRICTOR

HPS(R) has its own charm...

1st term exams are fast approaching.. everything is like blank in my head. maths is like arabic... chemistry, harrappan language etc.. its been so hard to understand the maths ... i've begun to cry.. inever did in my life cry for such SILLY reasons..

crying dosent mean crying out. it is like deep in the heart there is always something that keeps on bothering you ... i hate that feeling.. i feel like screaming.. I HATE MATHS...

but i cant' because i like it.

i do not understand how i can hate and love the same thing at the same time...

maths keeps on eating my brain practically ... i cant understand it.. but once i do.. i cant let go of it!

what shall i do?

no one has an ansewr to this question..... life is in a mixer right now.. i have to go and try to do the maths now... cannot sit for a few minutes free , without feeling guilty that i was not able to do maths in this time..

i would like to end this right now... though thoughts keep coming into my head again and again..

i have to go before the guilt can consume my heart whole..

guilt ... THE BOA CONSTRICTOR!!

Life Gives You What You Expect!

It is true! life always gives you what you expect from it.

Only, we fail to notice it after it has been given. The negative thoughts inside us take up all the space within and leave no place for positive and good thoughts. Imagining that you do not want to lie gives you "I want to lie". Imagining that you want to speak the truth gives you "I will always tell the truth." -  that's a bit of positive thinking!

This simple thing has changed lives. Or so, they say.

A Silent Thank You.

I had been studying in HPS(R) for nearly 11 years now!
I had grown tired of the same surroundings , same friends , same teachers ,same everything!!
How boring everything was!
I thought that how nice it would be if I could really leave this school and go to some new school and see new people!
My parents always said that this school had given me a superb chance of showing my talent though I never showed WHAT my talent was… I even doubted that did I really have any.
Every minute of my life has taught me important things people must know.
Most importantly , I have learned to learn from my mistakes. I wasn't easy,but it was my biggest boon.
I shall never commit the same mistakes ever again..at least, I hope my fond memories will not allow me to do so..
I am thankful to God for what he has given me and I am content with it!
Every step I take , I shall remember each and every lesson I have learnt till now and act wisely…
I thank my parents and grandparents for what they have taught and showed me about life!!
and of course I thank God for all he has done for me …
I shall always remain indebted to all of them!!

Reverie

One graceful jump led me down the wall. I looked up to see the orange sky..then at the coconut tree. It looked beautiful. The sun was setting .. my heart melted away into it as I thought about my past years in the school…… above average marks… not many friends … the days when people were my ‘true’ friends , and gradually left me…. I thought why all that happened?...then I thought about my favorite subject…… animals.. about pups.. dogs..wildlife… etc etc. I remembered the first day when I came to this school etc…. i watched the beautiful sunset out of which I gained un-understandable happiness . then I thought about my favorite animals.. or rather birds… the eagles in the horizon. I heard my mom calling me, but I dint want to go .. iwanted to stay there long…. Yes, very long . maybe eternity!! But still, I tore my eyes from the beautiful scenery of breathtaking beauty …no artist could reproduce , no photo could capture !!

Hating my project even more every second… yes more than anything else in thwe world.. at this moment, I hated my project.
I ran down the stairs , slid over a few and jumped down the last five. It was a habit of mine ..to jump down the last five or six steps… but of course , not in school!! That’s the main reason I always wear pants.. to jump!
Anyway , reaching home, I went to the kitchen and had my ‘very late evening snack’ . after that , I had to do my homeworks. Later, I gathered the required information for the project and started working on it . I felt tired and setting the alarm to 3:00 am, vowed to myself not to miss the scene tomorrow- I slept.
I dreamt about the sunset… the most beautiful I ever saw- the alarm went off. My heart told me.. I had to wake up..c’mon…I woke up with a start.. the heart is more effective than the brain at times. I brushed, took a bath, prayed… started to study. I finished my project at 6.0 am. I rose from my desk and dressed quickly….wondering how the sunRISE would be??? Surely awesome…
It was still not light…I could go and see it..”surely yes”? icould not wake mom at any cost- I slowly opened the main door and padded up the stairs as fast as I could.. to the terrace…lest I missed the sunrise!! Might appear foolish but that’s the way sometimes anxiety works.
I remembered..suddenly.. the seminar ..oh! no! may be I just did not deserve the to see the sun rise or maybe it was the seminar papers that I carried with me which did not deserve!!
The sun slowly rose in its glory, gently like a wish coming up in the heart, its light an indefinable hue all and everything contained in it!
I rose up from the work on the seminar papers and looked with my heart and mind in my eyes- the sight….I beheld –a hundred lifetimes or more it will last… as a memory in the conscious whole of which I myself was a tiny part…
The seminar papers fluttered in my hand drawing me gently to more common things…but in one careless gesture I ignored their incessant rustle to absorb and be in that single moment of eternity…
My mom and dad came up looking for me…when they saw the sunrise their faces too lit up with some deep joy and we held hands…I was saved an inevitable scolding… we stood entranced..who knows how long….caught up in that rapture …it cost me only 3 marks for this …and I am glad that our lifetime was brought into one moment of togetherness.