Friday, August 26, 2011
Thursday, December 9, 2010
My boat of imagination
I await my red boat with white oars,
that I envisioned in my childhood,
golden rays glided along the simmering water
welling up to swing my boat towards me,
once relax with a book in hand, my hat
perching stylish on my forehead look on.
The symphony of the twittering birds,
merges with the gurgling river, my cheeks
turn crimson as the light brighten the
orangy skyp, drawing zig zag patters amidst
the thick woods that line the banks.
Shade granted by the book in hand,is a
welcome guest
Beautiful elongated, fingers, occasionally
play with the floating vegetation; visitor
eels and strangers of the water world. A swarm
of butterflies carry me away to the
bridge of colours that slides down into the
lake of laughter where the fountain of bliss caress.
A peck in the ocean I see, could it be my boat
My boat of imagination!
that I envisioned in my childhood,
golden rays glided along the simmering water
welling up to swing my boat towards me,
once relax with a book in hand, my hat
perching stylish on my forehead look on.
The symphony of the twittering birds,
merges with the gurgling river, my cheeks
turn crimson as the light brighten the
orangy skyp, drawing zig zag patters amidst
the thick woods that line the banks.
Shade granted by the book in hand,is a
welcome guest
Beautiful elongated, fingers, occasionally
play with the floating vegetation; visitor
eels and strangers of the water world. A swarm
of butterflies carry me away to the
bridge of colours that slides down into the
lake of laughter where the fountain of bliss caress.
A peck in the ocean I see, could it be my boat
My boat of imagination!
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Baffled
You are right, thats a lost , stoned look.
Beyond the unstaring eyes lies
a life that halted to tick!
Staring into nothingness;
living an era that has gone by
yet alive and brimming to the verge!
Enchantingly captivating, lead on
by the power of the stars, the heart
strings tugged, bliss in abundance!
Beginning at the end, the beginning yet
to bloom, the anxiety throbbing heart
spell bound watches the belief in hope!
Yes, stoned I am! As a stoned can be!!!
Beyond the unstaring eyes lies
a life that halted to tick!
Staring into nothingness;
living an era that has gone by
yet alive and brimming to the verge!
Enchantingly captivating, lead on
by the power of the stars, the heart
strings tugged, bliss in abundance!
Beginning at the end, the beginning yet
to bloom, the anxiety throbbing heart
spell bound watches the belief in hope!
Yes, stoned I am! As a stoned can be!!!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Script Frenzy
The script frenzy excitement is slowly weaning off and I feel drained. I am slowly floating down from cloud 9 into the world of reality; from the highs of the frenzy writing to the lows off a blank mind.
The script Frenzy started on April 1st, it a month long writing of 100 pages in 30 days on software called celtex. I was new to screenplay writing and the software. It took a while to get used to both. It was a crash course learning and writing. Sitting and writing and rewriting hour after hour, discussing and planning the plot, sketching the word picture of characters, everything consumed my whole being. I lived like the characters and with the characters, talking to self, avoiding unnecessary conversation with neighbors. The minimum pleasantries sometimes I have avoided. For a while they looked at me strangely, but later on even my snoopy neighbor was afraid to disturb me.
Once half way my story stopped and I had no idea how to continue. In the forum writing buddies helped with tips to move on with the story. Then with renewed vigor I completed my script in 21 days. Rest of the days I spent fine tuning and polishing it.
Its a wonderful script based on a dream that haunted me last year. The protagonist is a princess and she is on an extra ordinary journey to find her imaginary lover. She faces love and treason simultaneously. In the end her powers of the mind and intuition helps her in outsmarting her enemies. All in all, it would make a great action thriller.
By touching the finish line I won the Script Frenzy for the year 2010. I thank all my online friends who encouraged and supported me while the I was in a state of frenzy.
Sumathi Mohan
The script Frenzy started on April 1st, it a month long writing of 100 pages in 30 days on software called celtex. I was new to screenplay writing and the software. It took a while to get used to both. It was a crash course learning and writing. Sitting and writing and rewriting hour after hour, discussing and planning the plot, sketching the word picture of characters, everything consumed my whole being. I lived like the characters and with the characters, talking to self, avoiding unnecessary conversation with neighbors. The minimum pleasantries sometimes I have avoided. For a while they looked at me strangely, but later on even my snoopy neighbor was afraid to disturb me.
Once half way my story stopped and I had no idea how to continue. In the forum writing buddies helped with tips to move on with the story. Then with renewed vigor I completed my script in 21 days. Rest of the days I spent fine tuning and polishing it.
Its a wonderful script based on a dream that haunted me last year. The protagonist is a princess and she is on an extra ordinary journey to find her imaginary lover. She faces love and treason simultaneously. In the end her powers of the mind and intuition helps her in outsmarting her enemies. All in all, it would make a great action thriller.
By touching the finish line I won the Script Frenzy for the year 2010. I thank all my online friends who encouraged and supported me while the I was in a state of frenzy.
Sumathi Mohan
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Like a butterfly
In the warm sunlight of Winter noon,
her velvety black wings spangled with mustard
yellow, cooled my thirsty eyes. I followed her
missing a step , almost falling, unmindful of
the cut my right toe suffered.
She fluttered around, resting gently on a red
rose, careful of the thorns, the Sun smiled
The green grass bowed,
But the gentle breeze took her away.
And I sat vacant in the afternoon Sun.
her velvety black wings spangled with mustard
yellow, cooled my thirsty eyes. I followed her
missing a step , almost falling, unmindful of
the cut my right toe suffered.
She fluttered around, resting gently on a red
rose, careful of the thorns, the Sun smiled
The green grass bowed,
But the gentle breeze took her away.
And I sat vacant in the afternoon Sun.
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Fruits of Labour , bitter / sweet
Sometimes I do things just because I like to do it. I like to change things, streamline it, then enjoy perfection. Be it writing an article, or a simple pencil sketch, I like to create things. Most of the time people may not see the immediate picture of my work or the purpose behind it, its the suspense part of it that gives me the cutting edge in creativity. My idea is hidden until I bring it forth to the world in the form of my work. I must do that because the completeness of an idea otherwise will remain incomplete.To delve deep within self to know what new idea is taking place one has to be alert and attentive to it help in the conception. I like it when I take things to completion. I like it when others benefit out of my work.
It may also happen that one may tend to become workaholic, and later becomes susceptible to stress and strain. In such cases one has to sit back and relax both body and mind to rejenuvate self.
It may also happen that one may tend to become workaholic, and later becomes susceptible to stress and strain. In such cases one has to sit back and relax both body and mind to rejenuvate self.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Success needs no explanation
My first blog at Bloggers!
Hence let me begin with a happy note, and talk about a success story. I have always believed in hard work, more than that I believed depending on self to get a work done. Dream first, imagine to plan, visualize the plan, write to give a skeleton to the plan, edit to work it out, begin the action through self, keep editing and imagining and planning and working till you achieve the near perfection that you have visualized. Bingo! the end result is success!
Success is pure essence of hard work, dedication, good planning and imagination and continuous editing. It is euphoric, the satisfaction lies in working and editing and giving life and colour to your imagination. The work itself is the means to an end. Half way through the work you already know your progress and the chuckle that you enjoy is worth a million.
Think not how small your work is, think how perfect it is. If it is perfect for you, it is perfect for others too.
Hence let me begin with a happy note, and talk about a success story. I have always believed in hard work, more than that I believed depending on self to get a work done. Dream first, imagine to plan, visualize the plan, write to give a skeleton to the plan, edit to work it out, begin the action through self, keep editing and imagining and planning and working till you achieve the near perfection that you have visualized. Bingo! the end result is success!
Success is pure essence of hard work, dedication, good planning and imagination and continuous editing. It is euphoric, the satisfaction lies in working and editing and giving life and colour to your imagination. The work itself is the means to an end. Half way through the work you already know your progress and the chuckle that you enjoy is worth a million.
Think not how small your work is, think how perfect it is. If it is perfect for you, it is perfect for others too.
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