The Idea-smithy

Shaina Seth’s baby is eighteen months old today. Shaina is a successful executive with a leading business house. Shaina wears diamonds. In her ears, on her fingers and in her eyes. Sharp, cutting and forever bright. Of Ray, there is nothing more than a memory. His last words to Shaina are engraved in Kara’s mind – [...]

Their practice run inspired this post. And here’s what came out of attending a real gig. Airport played at InOrbit Mall, Malad on 8 May 2010 for the AND-‘Share The Wealth’ initiative for World Fair Trade Day. This is not a review but what came after the concert. Art is impression and expression both at [...]

“Trust me, please?” she says, sprinkling in yearning with a fine hand. He likes it mildly flavoured, not heavily spiced. “I trust you implicitly” he replies. And she wonders why that hurts worse. The heart, little glass charm, strung up inside body of dust. It scratches, chips, it even crumbles but it never gets tougher.

If I’m a fool to trust you, what does that say about you? ~O~O~O~O~O~O~ Nobody’s born suspicious. We trust because we think other people are the way we are. Then someone hurts us and we think everyone else is that way. Treat every suspicious person you meet, gently. Maybe they’ve been hurt really bad. ~O~O~O~O~O~O~ [...]