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Khalil Gibran: Madman
How I Became A Madman
You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen -- the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives -- I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, "Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves."
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.
And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, "He is a madman." I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks."
Thus I became a madman.
And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.
And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, "He is a madman." I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks."
Thus I became a madman.
And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.
Phewa Lake: Serene Waters
It's difficult to find words to describe the beauty of this lake as the sun beings its descend into the horizon. The calming sound of the boat slowly moving on water, cool breeze on your face. A picture may speak a thousand words, but no picture can capture its mesmerizing essence.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Temple Gate, Nepal
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I was wondering what I could write about these photographs; the technicalities or the subjects. I couldn't really decide so I choose to leave it blank. Thanks Anne for giving me an apt explanation, The Dark Room Days. Those crazily fun hours we spend in that dark room, the awe at seeing blank pages turn into beautiful stories. I loved each and every moment there, and thats what I am reminded of whenever I look at these photographs.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Don't Litter Use Dustbins Campaign 1
This advertisement is part of the Don't Litter Use Dustbins Campaign for UNEP and Ministry of Environment Science and Technology(assuming them to be our clients) that we created as a part of an college assignment. The conceptualizers and creators of this advertisement are Ayush Siddhi, Anusuya Shrestha, Nikhil Agrawal, Rishabh Tibrewala, and Kriti Tibrewal
Monday, September 13, 2010
Newspaper TVC
This was our winning entry for an Ad Competition. Conceptualized and created by: Ayush Siddhi, Rishabh Tibrewala, Nikhil Agrawal, Ashish Badetia, Anusuya Shrestha and Kriti Tibrewal.
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