I just called...to say...no wait. I didn't call.

I was having a chat with a friend a few days back and we came to the topic of talking on the phone.
It got me thinking about things.

I can't tell if this is a good or bad thing.
I'm the sort of person who'll hear her phone beeping when its battery is dying, shrug and let it die.
I'm completely comfortable with leaving it there, dead, battery discharged, for days.

I used to get into tiffs with friends who would complain because they'd think I was purposely avoiding calls, but here's the truth : My cell phone is almost always on silent mode. Lying in the corner somewhere. I don't pick up calls coz (surprise)...I don't hear the phone buzzing.

Now about making calls. I've been accused of not caring enough to call. I almost never make calls..why? Not because I'm a snob..but simply because the thought doesn't cross my mind.
Yep, it IS as simple as that.

Lord knows I've been accused of being a lazy bum, and lord knows what I do with those 24 hours every day but making calls almost always isn't on the top of my list of priorities.

Does that mean I love my friends any less?
This is just my opinion but I doubt it. I've known people who talk to each other every other day, but take absolutely nothing away at the end of the conversation. I've been one of those people.
I've talked to long lost friends after MONTHS and felt so incredibly fulfilled and content at the end of the conversation.
I'm from the 'too-much-of-a-good-thing...' and 'less-is-more' school of thought (haha SOMETIMES.)

I was told that perhaps I'm a bit scared?
But of what?
To get close to people?
I'd like to think that I get as close to people as I want to, or as far as I have to.
I'd like to think that a phone call doesn't really tell you didley about how close you are to a person.
And I'd like to think that if you're meant to know someone, it'll happen in its own time.


On another vein-
Words are exactly just that- words, at the end of the day. They are thrown around a lot but mean nothing without context.

But that's just me.
What do you guys reckon?
A little food for thought.


In the mean time..a piece I've just finished..I still need to touch it up quite a bit.

Addendum - I was contemplating naming this one 'Knowledge' and then I read the adorable Lil Bohemia's comment (budding artist and daughter of the yummy Miz Bohemia, as you might have guessed). She said "Wow! I like your painting. It looks like she wants to kiss the sky!"

How apt! :)

'Knowledge' it is then.

The many faces of Mahi and then some..

Aaaalritey people it's been a slow week. Between having naughty dreams, lusting after my lecturer (having naughty lusty dreams about my lecturer?), getting pooped out by my screwed up-built-on-a-hill uni and slipping and falling, nothing else has really been happening..
Sooo..this means- PHOTOS!

Note- These pics span a long period of time and are chronologically ordered..there's a kiddy one and there are ones from about 2 years back till now. Everything else in between is termed what I now call 'The Ugly Years'..so don't expect to see those pictures anytime soon.

This is about the time when the ugly years began (as you can tell). In case you were wondering- Yes. That is me in the blue tee shirt and yep that's my brother (who incidentally was ADORABLE)
Shit. I was an ugly kid. Gangly legs, awful AWFUL haircut, non-protuding bunny teeth and all.


Thank GOD thing have changed since then. My brother can't smile normally at a camera (think 'Chandler' from 'Friends') anymore, he's too tall for me to pulverize and my bunny teeth are now considered oddly charming. According to who? According to ME, biatch.
Oh stuff it.
(Btw this pic was taken just before we left for a friend's wedding. We really don't dress like this everyday. Honest.)


Hi Eliiiise! *waves* This is Elise and I in 2004 when we were auditioning for the first season of 'Singapore Idol' (don't ask me why it's not 'SingaporEAN Idol').
Anyway if you're thinking "Hmm..Mahima doesn't seem her usual sparkly self" then you're pereception is spot on. Not only did we camp overnight (and NOT get any sleep) and go without food for 16 hours, but we got caught in a fucking rainstorm. Can you believe that? Talk about bad omens. So yea..in this pic I'm just about drying off, stinky, sleep-deprived and hungry. Oh and I didn't make it through the auditions.
*Mahi flips a bird at the producers*


This is me on my 21st birthday, advertising a can of 'lemon tea'. Don't ask.
Yes the t shirt does read 'Roar' and before the fashion-nazi of you shoot me down, lemme clarify - I got it FREE when I went to watch a Singapore football match (Singapore lost. Does it matter to whom?)


Prema took a lovely set of black and whites and Kelso was around, so I thought 'Hey why not?' I'm actually telling him to look at the camera- "Kelso! Look! Look you stupid dog, look!" And he STILL didn't look straight at it. Aren't his ickle paws just about the CUTEST you've ever seen??
Also, I hope you now believe me when I whine about my bent nose.


Now I'm not to repeat pictures but I can't help myself :D Ladies..you get what I'm saying, aye? Hee hee hee.


This was taken when Dev came down to visit. This is at Equinox which is on the 70th (or is it 77th) floor. Whatever it is..it's waaaaay up there. They serve fabulous Singapore Slings too! Yes I know we're such tourists, Arpeeta and I, complete with cameras and plastic bags around!


L-R: Roohi, Me, Kunal (Arpeeta's brother) and Sashi *waves*. This was at Sashi's birthday party (Fab party btw) and that's me holding a strawberry margharita that I emotionally blackmailed Kunal into buying for me. Don't ask me for tips.
For some odd reason that night, people kept walking into me..and I don't even mean it in a pervy way! So I turned to Kunal and said "What's wrong with everyone, suddenly? Every other person is bumping into me..am I that invisible?" To which the normally innocent and decent Kunal answered "It's coz you're bumpable."
Jaw drop-->raised eyebrow-->stunned silence-->grin followed by "Ooh Naughty Kunal!"


Mum LOVES this picture. Why? Let's just say it is used during 'transactions that are matrimonial in nature' . *Shrugs* As long as I look decent in it. Although now that I look at it..my head seems huge. Ah crap.


That's me in Melbourne, just a few months back, drinking a 'Japanese Slipper'. It's blissfully deeee-lishus and goes down smoothly. Not at all as stinky as the name suggests.


View from the airplane on my way back to Singapore after the Melbourne trip. The view was mindblowing..like skimming over a very fluffy woollen blanket that went on for miles and miles.
Fucking wing seat.


How can you NOT love a face like that? This is Kelso after a trim..looking all suave and spiffy.


The Lovely Parents. Once again this pic was taken during a wedding (not theirs). We've got this photo and another one of them - black and white, taken exactly 23 years back, the two of them in a park, facing each other but squinting coz it was so sunny.
My dad wistfully looks at the two pics that are now side-by-side and sighs 'Hair today...gone tomorrow'. :D


This is a piece I did a few weeks back..it's called 'More'. Medium used - pencil on white paper.To find out more, go here

Well I'm off to bed, coz I'm plum tuckered out. Hope you enjoyed the pictures!

Take care all and have a great week ahead.

Necessity is the Mother of all.....Creation?

Necessity

Necessity is a whimsical piece about what I think the creator and creation would have looked like.

One exists only because the Other does. The Creator may have created all of this, not because It had some Grand Plan up it's nonexistent sleeve, but maybe to satisfy it's vanity? Maybe it didn't know where this was going and like us it's discovering that chaos aside, there is a certain path things take.

Maybe It is just like us - taking things as they come along.

PS- For all you astronomy fans, I've thrown in a couple of constellations too..

Medium : Acrylic Paints, pencil, charcoal and photoshop to smoothen out the wrinkles caused by my stupid ancient scanner.

My latest piece...finally something with colour.

Damn it's been too long.
I've missed creating.

A family came over today for dinner and asked to see my pieces. I took out about 4-5 of my favourites and I told them what they were about and as I did, I started to recollect the state I was in when I did them.

I realised the ones that were the best- in terms of composition, colour, skill, thought (in my humble eyes) were the ones that had been created when I was angry. The anger isn't the root and the story behind all the drawings..it is merely a medium that allows everything else to flow.

Apparently inspiration strikes when I'm mad.

Which would explain why I haven't done much art in the recent years. I think I was so happy to leave my art teacher behind that I didn't realise I had left inspiration behind too.

Mr D...it dawned upon me that I may actually miss you, for no one got me angrier than you did. You forced me to think harder, draw harder and work harder because of your sheer hostility, which we both know, did not arise from some misguided attempt to bring out my hidden potential- it arose because you were a downright bitchy person.


But still, for what it's worth.....

Thank you.