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Cheers.
-Amal Roowala
25 November, 2010
the dark night
"There is no darkness but ignorance" - William Shakespeare
-Amal Roowala
I awoke with a start.
"What was that noise I wonder?"
To the corner of the room my eyes did dart,
And I felt my body shudder.
No words can be a fitting description
Of what lay before my eyes.
On hindsight, maybe it was a manifestation
Of the darkness that in my mind lies.
But in that moment nothing else mattered,
Just total paralyzing horror did i mark;
And in the cold terror, my teeth chattered
As I was overcome with fear of the dark.
"What was that noise I wonder?"
To the corner of the room my eyes did dart,
And I felt my body shudder.
No words can be a fitting description
Of what lay before my eyes.
On hindsight, maybe it was a manifestation
Of the darkness that in my mind lies.
But in that moment nothing else mattered,
Just total paralyzing horror did i mark;
And in the cold terror, my teeth chattered
As I was overcome with fear of the dark.
-Amal Roowala
23 November, 2010
journey by dark passenger !!!
This video shows the journey the dark passenger takes me through and all the different characters present in the journey.
The Dark passenger
When I try to get up for college every morning I want to sleep for some more time .while asleep all kinds of thoughts run through my mind and the sound of alarm clock acts like a hurdle in those thoughts and creates disturbance due to which various thoughts overlap. This overlaps awakens the dark passenger with thin me. This dark passenger takes me through a frightening journey where i meet different terrifying characters who try to kill me. This thought of me killing myself wakes me up. I m shocked and scared of sleeping anymore.
"I blend in with the darkness
the Darkness is my guide.
This place is my home...
it's The Dark Side."
22 November, 2010
act1_week1:The Dayshift Hill
"Sometimes my eye exists
without me,and I am carried
everywhere at once until the center is far away
and in the blackness, distant as an undiscovered star
you are closer than you've ever been"
- John Brandi
act 1_week 1: The Insightful Hand
After a dull saturated day when things were not falling in place, everything seemed dark and dull until I see this piece of mirror tinkling and glittering in one corner of the road. It attracted me and I went ahead and picked it up in my hand. The mirror cuts my lines of fate and there are scars that start developing on my hand. My hand starts getting harder and stiffer. My hand starts shivering and soon I start observing the surrounding reflection appearing on my hand. Soon to my observation I realize that my hand has turned into a mirror turning the mirror into a red tinted glass.
Quote - The mirror never changes, but everybody who looks at it sees something different.
21 November, 2010
act 1_week 1: The Slaving Clone
From all the things that appeal to me during my holidays, I create images of how I want to see myself at that time and then I set about cloning myself so my presence is felt even where I don’t want to be. The imposed and the internal clone together create an artificial optimism. To gain this artificial optimism, I create three clones of myself once a year(during my vacations) fulfilling the activities I want to accomplish during that time –the first is the one who fulfils her hobby, the second who goes for a long vacation and the third who completes the pending work at home or college.
20 November, 2010
19 November, 2010
act 1_week 1:
(m)iTunes
Narrative 1
[ Everyday I travel a lot…see a lot many things…obvious, atrocious, ridiculous...why should I see it?...I don’t like it…I want my utopia. (But…) Isn’t this heterogeneity good…only one type of utopia will become boring…you need multiplicity…you need spices, not just bland sushi! ]
The newspaper is a body of fact, fiction, reportage and emotions. It presents underlined codes of importance attached to each piece of news. It has characters, graphics, fonts, visuals which condition the mind and create environments which different people find comfort in reading differently.
Leafing through it each morning, i dwell on my likings and if i do not like what i see, the excitement dips, emotions change, shreds fly! Now you get what you wanted.
Narrative 2
Character rich environments present themselves each day to people who the newspaper. There are likes, dislikes, attractions and regrets. Tastes develop; they are altered by the visuals presented every day, varying in the intensity with which they register themselves. Pieces of information, fiction and reportage overlap after this personalization to form unexplored scenarios and outcomes. The mind creates scenarios, predicts results, forms environments.
act 1_week 1:The Shadow Man
After a bad jury in college and a arguement with a friend I was returning home walking in a narrow lane,feeling dejected.Suddenly thinking about the day that went by,I saw a crystal clear culmination of my bad deeds of the past 21 years in the shadow that reflected on the road.The shadow was almost like making fun of me or teasing me,being destructive at times,making me realize about only the wrong things that I had done till now.At times it used to vanish in front of me,helping me ponder over the not so good side of me.
Quote "All that we are is the result of what we have thought. If a man speaks or acts with an evil thought, pain follows him. If a man speaks or acts with a pure thought, happiness follows him, like a shadow that never leaves him.” - GAUTAM BUDHHA
18 November, 2010
act 1_week 1: lapse of surrounding
While leaving for college, I expected the regular auto rickshaw, but was surprised to see the driver standing beside an alien object, never seen before. I was instructed to sit inside and switch on the music. Anxiety started to build as it started to move. The view outside was reflecting the mood of the music played making the music come alive in the journey. As the music came to an end the journey halted leaving me to my destination. The duration was as usual but the experience was phenomenal.
Quote : " All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveller is unknown." - Martin Buber.
act 1_week 2: The Shadow Monster
I awoke with a start."What was that noise I wonder?"
To the corner of the room my eyes did dart,
And I felt my body shudder.
No words can be a fitting description
Of what lay before my eyes.
On hindsight, maybe it was a manifestation
Of the darkness that in my mind lies.
But in that moment nothing else mattered,
Just total paralyzing horror did i mark;
And in the cold terror, my teeth chattered
As I was overcome with fear of the dark.
This sketch shows the fear in the my eye, as I behold the shadow monster before me. The reflection of his hand reaching out for me is seen in my iris.
act 1_week 1: fear of the dark
Have you run your fingers down the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When you're searching for the light?
Sometimes when you're scared to take a look
At the corner of the room
You've sensed that somethings watching you
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense, and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that somethings always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's always there
"Fear of the dark" - Iron Maiden
-Amal Roowala
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