Being an Architect

I was born a dreamer, spontaneous, emotional, unable to defy my own spirit - obviously never evaluating the consequences.

One fine day, I called myself an Architect. 

Learning taught me that the industry has many facets, many cultures, many styles, many platforms. I set out willing to explore them all. My desperate eyes searched the horizon in hope and I was thrilled to make my mark - to etch out my name.

The love for my work blossoms through space & void, point & line, green and brown. Through clients, critics & conscience, my work matures. Priorities and compromises have held my work under a radar. A rush of air releases every now and then and my path redefines itself constantly growing.

Sometimes a bottomless pit, many a times a drained well, my journey continues to keep me sane.

Mars or Saturn, which one is it this time?

Good morning, afternoon, evening or night depending on where and when in the wide world this happens to find you.
I'm generally not so good on Monday mornings, and especially being a pretty hot and sunny day today, with all the humidity and heat making you feel like your fully clothed in a sauna.I really need to beat out all that heat stored in me and so I'll share with you some thoughts that seemed to have piled up in my mind for some time now.
On some similar Monday like today, Mr Thaksin - Thailand's 23rd and one of the most popular prime ministers blamed the alignment of planets for the country's economic and political woes. “Be patient until July 2. When Mars leaves, the situation will improve,” he had said.
Now this is an obvious display of sad and comical state of affairs, is it not?

One other person I have known closely for years now is suddenly acting cynical. Such wierd behaviours disturb you because you have known the individual's greatest assets to be the powers of will and determination.I have always admired his ice-cold self-control, the detachment of a surgeon, the concentration of a research scientist, and the heroism of a soldier.And yet, the wierd myth of these stars get on to them so much that even the best of people turn cynical. The blame is on the Saturn this time. Funny measures to keep their stars happy and the lost happiness and prosperity back into life!! Karmic forces getting total control of life. How different is this from Mr.Thaksin's sad story?
Wake up, humans!! We are in the age of technological advancements and we can only imagine at how phenominally fast a pace the world is changing.It is estimated that a weeks worth of the New York Times contains more information than a person was likely to come across in a lifetime in the 18th century. So its high time people stop living their lives based on hypothesises that karmic forces influence life. The solution to most frustrations comes by being more aware of our strengths & values and making new goals or choices in a timely way .

A Mother in the making . . .

Just when does one transform into a mother? Is it at the time of conception? The first time you hear your baby’s heart beat? When you hold your small miracle for the first time?

I had my first maternal feeling after having my pregnancy test. It was such an exciting, stimulating and yet a strange feeling. I am still on my fifth month of my pregnancy, and I feel so totally amazed at myself. My body is changing and I am growing a baby!

Am I glowing like all those books say? And what about my belly? Is it big enough, small enough, round enough?

I can now feel my baby moving, and am so anxious to share that feeling with the others in my life, but it looks like it will take additional time for people to feel the baby externally.

No matter how many years I have invested in my career, and I would be professionally derailed by motherhood, I am eagerly waiting and thinking when I can hold my son or daughter, see the colour of his or her eyes, feel his or her hair, hear his or her heart beat through the tiny chest, get my baby’s sweet smell …

I am feeling rather sappy at this point in time, and hence these ramblings. I guess I’m just feeling extremely good about becoming a Mom, awaiting the joy I’ll get come December.