Calm in the air | Calm in the air, Kochi and Silent Valley | Calm in the air, Silent Valley and Alapuzzha | Calm in the air, Lake Vembanad
Bengalis, as everyone knows, are notoriously bad at other Indian languages, specially if they’ve grown up in Bengal, and my uncle is no different. And faced with Malayalam, he devised his own version:

Anyway, from Kottyam we went on to Periyar Forest Reserve. The road was beautiful – bordered with tea gardens and rubber plantations – and the aroma of spices greeted us the closer we got to the forest





I was drawing more nature on this trip than humans and the brown boy objected. “What’s the point of drawing nature? You can’t even do justice to it! I hereby direct you to draw only people.” So I tried, somewhat, on the last day.

And of course, the best part of every holiday is when you’re recounting the stories to your friends – just like I’m telling you now.
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Calm in the air, part 4, Lake Vembanad
Calm in the air | Calm in the air, Kochi and Silent Valley | Calm in the air, Silent Valley and Alapuzzha
We took a local ferry from Aleppy to Kottayam, on Lake Vembanad. It was absolutely breathtaking.

The ferry would stop at these villages, every few minutes or so – just like bus stops – and people would get on and off. To tourists like me who’d never been to Kerala it was really new.

We passed hundreds of houseboats, and here is Anirudh telling us to read an article about Kerala later on –

And there were tons of birds – and I kept drawing and drawing trying to capture their motion

And amid all this beauty, someone was snoozing away

Life in the Grief Books, 2
So among other things, we also managed to learn some stuff and do some work. Here I’m working on my diploma films, a communication design project about social harmony in the aftermath of the Gujarat riots. (Films are here and here).
Trying to break through a block during the same project.
and the perpetual problem of running out of time.
From the grief books
Pages from the grief books:
Many late nights spent working
with some poetry for key moments:
Sometimes I drew myself much improved
and sometimes true to life
Mumbai Sketchbook, 2002
(Continued from 2002).
And so I came to work in Bombay. For a while I had no place to stay…
…but many friends.
Tandoori chicken at Janta Bar
and endless coffee shops, where I even got food on the house since I looked so hungry!
Sketchbook 2002
Last month I found a bunch of my old sketchbooks from NID in my parents’ house. Here are some of the drawings from my last year.
31 days of October
It’s usually not easy to get affordable and good sketchbooks in Delhi, but I managed to find a decent one in October that was good enough to make me draw almost everyday.
Here are some pages from it:
























