What the Brain Thinks

This time I thought I would interview people, more precisely photographers. This thought came like a bolt out of the blue. I thought of photographers for my interview cause they capture the world in a different aspect. Just kidding. The true reason was, I could easily find a few friends interested in photography via Instagram. Easy work for a lazy fellow. Opened my Instagram, filtered few pics and selected 2 people to interview. My first interviewee being Sneha(SK). Me: Hello Sneha, How are you? SK: I'm good. (skipping all unwanted convo and coming to relevant part..) Me: What is the difference between a photographer and a normal person, apart from the difference in cameras?  SK: The way one perceives the world. The photographer sees only as much as his camera can capture. This actually helps in eliminating the irrelevant things attached to it and creates a better story. Me: Wow! I didn't understand a thing here. Could you tone down the phil

As the clock struck 12 at night, valentine's day messages started flooding in in the WhatsApp groups. Oh sorry, that was just 3-4 messages in 2-3 groups, not something one would call flooding in ;). But that is a lot of lovey-dovey messages for a single guy, so I just put my phone in airplane mode and went off to sleep. This morning I logged into Facebook and my god! The news feed was filled with valentine's day special messages by all the couples and anti-valentine posts shared by the singles. Valentine's Day has become more like a war, between the couples and the singles, on social media. Just to get one thing clear people, its Valentine's Day and not valentines day. People are just so lazy to use punctuation these days. Among all these V-Day war posts, I read a real cool message from Capital letters, which showed the difference between 'Helping Uncle Jack off the horse' and 'helping uncle jack off the horse'. Hilariously true, I say.

Sitting in the bus, wondering what to write next. Oh, this time I was seriously out of some good topic. No new post on 'What the Brain Thinks' would only mean, my brain ceased to think. There were some interesting things that did happen in the week though, but they are personal I would say. Some things are better not shared with everyone.Well now you know, I'm a little modest. So I was in the bus travelling home, and some old lady(I would refer to her as granny) was sitting next to me. I was lost in my own world(of nothingness), with my headphones on, blocking out all the chaos or silence that was there. Just then the granny tapped my arm. I partially removed my headphones and turned towards her. She looked in her early 60's, draped in a green saree with a hint of yellow here and there. I had never observed her until now, in my 30 odd minutes of travel. How ignorant I was to my surrounding. She smiled and asked where I was going in Mumbai. I told her my