Well, it's been a long time since i wrote the last piece of word salad. A lot has happened with me since then and i have to say it has been a roller coaster ride.
For one, since the new year has begun, i haven't fallen ill. This for me has been an amazing start to a new year - noticing the fact that last year I had been ill every other week. It was a hassle but, life had a different plan for me.
For about two months I had been trying to make a documentary and I was fully into getting the results. I had been so engrossed in it, so much so that I was actually dreaming about the next steps.
I was almost on the road to sit on the edit table to finish it off.
Thinking about the film festivals and awards I was going to get for it ( a little selfish, but hey , the footage was incredible, the information was incredible )
However, as I said before, life had a different plan for me.
Two months in, I decided to take a break to keep me sane and get a fresh perspective on the topic. I went to Kutch with my family for a day. It's a beautiful place, one should visit, just under different circumstances as mine.
I reached Kutch after a grueling ride of about 12 hours. I reach the white desert and I get score of calls telling me my house was on fire. On fire. All I could think of was that all my data for the documentary was in the house. I called people, I called officials. And all I could ask them to do was to try and put out the fire. I couldn't go back home because I was 12 hours away, no way to reach back but by car or bus.
I cried myself to sleep that night. Two months of my life had just gone down the drain and I had not thought of the fact that all my work since school was also there.
I had lost all my work I had done in the span of eight years. Yes, I had a back up of my best work on the internet, I had lo-res images of my photography, but I had lost all my memories, my work that I had thought was too precious to me to show the world.
All was gone.
The documentary on the other hand had a deadline. I was supposed to make one by the end of March. Not a big deal right ? Right now I am sitting in my chair drawing a blank as to how to go about getting a new topic. Since the old one had material which cannot be shot again, material which was too sensitive to relive through.
Though people keep saying life is more important than your work. What happens when your work is your life. I have no one to look forward to when I come back home at the moment, my family lives miles away and I still have deadlines and work to finish to make ends meet.
Life beyond my four walls is still going on and I have no one to turn to at the moment. So, I turn to my blog. I turn to writing my feelings and getting over it. Or at least try to.
People around me are visiting France, making plans to get married and here I am, trying to piece my life together, with no one around.
There is not much I can do when I have nowhere to go, nothing to think of and nothing more to say.
PS - buy cloud storage
For one, since the new year has begun, i haven't fallen ill. This for me has been an amazing start to a new year - noticing the fact that last year I had been ill every other week. It was a hassle but, life had a different plan for me.
For about two months I had been trying to make a documentary and I was fully into getting the results. I had been so engrossed in it, so much so that I was actually dreaming about the next steps.
I was almost on the road to sit on the edit table to finish it off.
Thinking about the film festivals and awards I was going to get for it ( a little selfish, but hey , the footage was incredible, the information was incredible )
However, as I said before, life had a different plan for me.
Two months in, I decided to take a break to keep me sane and get a fresh perspective on the topic. I went to Kutch with my family for a day. It's a beautiful place, one should visit, just under different circumstances as mine.
I reached Kutch after a grueling ride of about 12 hours. I reach the white desert and I get score of calls telling me my house was on fire. On fire. All I could think of was that all my data for the documentary was in the house. I called people, I called officials. And all I could ask them to do was to try and put out the fire. I couldn't go back home because I was 12 hours away, no way to reach back but by car or bus.
I cried myself to sleep that night. Two months of my life had just gone down the drain and I had not thought of the fact that all my work since school was also there.
I had lost all my work I had done in the span of eight years. Yes, I had a back up of my best work on the internet, I had lo-res images of my photography, but I had lost all my memories, my work that I had thought was too precious to me to show the world.
All was gone.
The documentary on the other hand had a deadline. I was supposed to make one by the end of March. Not a big deal right ? Right now I am sitting in my chair drawing a blank as to how to go about getting a new topic. Since the old one had material which cannot be shot again, material which was too sensitive to relive through.
Though people keep saying life is more important than your work. What happens when your work is your life. I have no one to look forward to when I come back home at the moment, my family lives miles away and I still have deadlines and work to finish to make ends meet.
Life beyond my four walls is still going on and I have no one to turn to at the moment. So, I turn to my blog. I turn to writing my feelings and getting over it. Or at least try to.
People around me are visiting France, making plans to get married and here I am, trying to piece my life together, with no one around.
There is not much I can do when I have nowhere to go, nothing to think of and nothing more to say.
PS - buy cloud storage
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