Blind-colours

I wake up every morning at 5:00 am; to the sound of blaring alarm from the red alarm clock on my bedside table. At least that’s what they told me. I wake up in the dark, like most people. Along with my eyes closed. Unlike most people.

I don’t grope about my bedside table to hit the off button. I know exactly where to place my fingers to stop the blares. Unlike most people.

I peel off the blanket off my body. Can’t afford to be late to work today. Like most people.

I sit up, at the foot of my bed, head bowed, hands folded. No, I am not praying. Umm, like most people?

I patiently wait for the second alarm to go off. This alarm clock is placed on my study table. This one is blue, so I have been told.

After a few quite minutes, the second alarm goes off. I stand up straight, walk straight towards my study table. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven; exactly seven steps away from my bed. I switch the alarm off. Pull out the old, rickety, cushioned chair. I carefully sit, making sure that no sound escapes the chair. Once seated comfortably, I pull out the book I was reading yesterday night, A game of thrones.

There is a reason I have two alarms placed at two different locations in my room when one would suffice. Initially, when I move into new apartments, it would take me a while to get used to the layout of my apartment. This getting-used-to would cause me delays and minor accidents, which are, well, very inconvenient. So when I moved in here, I came up with a plan, inspired by the triangulation theory that I came across while reading the The martian. I placed the alarm clocks at specific locations in my apartment, with alarms set at specific time intervals. They would behave something like beacons, guiding me around the house until I got a hang of it.

Once I set them out, I would create a mental map of my apparment, I would place other objects relative to these locations. This would smoothen my tour around the house for the first few days. Yea, tour.

After I had all my furniture settled in the new apartment, with the help of a few friends, I placed the first alarm clock on my bedside table. The next on my study table. The third on the kitchen counter, opposite to the refrigerator. A fourth in the living room, beside the DVD player, below the wall mounted television. I placed a few more at similar locations with alarms for specific timings set on them and let the mental image of it slowly build in my mind. One of my friends who was helping me set up my apartment asked me if the clock colours had any significance w.r.t where I placed them.

Roses are red, violets are blue. Colours are something I never knew.

To me, roses are smooth petals with stems of thorns and violets are tiny and thin stemmed. I don’t need colours to describe objects.

With the help of the alarms the first few days went pretty well. My mind was able to


Written long ago but never published blogpost number 2. This was drafted on 27 November 2017.

Sustain biodiversity

I don’t know where exactly i came across this saying but wherever i did, it seems to have gripped onto my head.

The trouble with the rat race is that even if you win you are still a rat.

-Lily Tomlin

Pretty right huh? There is a thinking still prevalent in our society about our life being all about trying to be the best of the best among a ceratin cliche, and even if you are not the best just belong to that cliche for the sake of it (So that someone can brag about it). We need to be diverse for a better functioning of a society and to keep you sane. Imagine a butterfly being asked to turn into an eagle so that it owns a zooming vision. Well no.. you cant pluck out the eyes on an eagle and stick it on a butterfly. That would me insane!

Wait.. What?! Did i discover a new species? 😉 LOL 😀

Anyone recognise this? 😉

In this rat race does it matter if you are a colored different from others? So what if you are colored different from others you are still basically a rat. And if you are calling yourself a rat you need to know that there is always going to be a cat chasing you. (Even stuart little gets chased by a cat!! 😛 )

If you really think you are best among the rats then run the marathon not a race.

Where is the practicality if we all turn out as rats? Lets be different. I mean i am not asking you to be a cunning Jackal or a ferocious lepord. You can be as tall as a girraffe or a cute little Pygmy possum. As colorful as a peacock or as monochrome as a zebra. As agile as a mosquitoe or as lazy as a hippopotamus. Just be different!

There was this little personality test like thing that google put up as google doodle on world earth day (April 22) describing you as a particular animal. If you are interested take the quiz Earth day quiz and let me know what animal you are. I am a coral 😛 .

Today is International day for Biological diversity and this years theme is Biodiversity for sustainable development. Over 2 million life forms are known.. and the number is still growing. So lets promise to be different and not make the ones which are diverse, extinct.

Pastels!

Back in school i was crazy about art – Painting/sketching/drawing – and i would usually find my way to interschool fests. In those days one could not just express a desire to participate in an event. One had to prove their talent in the intraschool compititions that were organised. My drawing teachers had great talent but they were unable to transfer the same to fiegity, hyperactive teenagers. Who always thought dwaing classes was a relaxation class. Speaking of drawing classes.. there were many students who had never even held a paintbrush in their entire life upto eight grade. Drawing classes don’t specifically require anyone to use paint but our teacher insisted that we use water/poster colors in our classes. Many of my classmates failed to bring the paint in his next class and all of them were shown the door. By this time i was quite familiar with paints/paintbrushes, different texture of papers and differnt techniques of painting. All thanks to my wonderful aunts who were awesome artists/painters. To this day their talent astonishes me. They carried their duties as a women.. and they didnt pursue a carrier in art. I dont visit them much.. and i am not sure if they still paint or do any form of art. This art teacher was a nut actually. Evry class he would give us a homework and by the next class all the drawing books were supposed to be on his table before he entered our class. That was okay with us. But what he used to do was not just grade the drawings. He would hold up each painting/drawing and critize it in front of the whole class. Like we were all artists and our works were lined up to be critized and awarded. My classmates werent bothered much by it. They would have a good laugh at the manner in which he criticized each drawing. Some would even immitate him if they found us doodling in classworks during classes. One year later i stopped painting/drawing cause pressure was in for our board exams. After tenth too i was caught up in the entrance exams coaching and following rat race. Its only a few months back that i started getting back into this hobby of mine. The water paints that i have are all cramped up in a box with the paintbrushes in the attic (The house i live in isnt huge enough to accomodate infrequently used articles/materials). I have worked with water/poster color, acrylic paint but had never tried my hand with oil paints or oil pastels. A month ago i bought these oil pastels. I couldnt find enough time to even unbox the pastels. Anyway today i did! And managed to make two “pieces of art” 😛 😉 Noo.. these drawings are too amature. Oil pastels are used as a replacement for oil paints(In a crude sense). There is no waiting required for the paint to dry.. the colors blend easily (Just like oil paints). Here they are..IMG878

JpegThis is one of my creations.. I had something else in mind but it turned out like this!

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This is a drawing from google search that my friend asked me to draw.

ISHIHARA TEST

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Image Search.”


Today’s Prompt: Pick a random word and do Google image search on it. Check out the eleventh picture it brings up. Write about whatever that image brings to mind.


Googling a word you would expect a reply similar to the meaning of the message. Googling a word to get back an image is different. I had a wierd exepirence.

The first word i googled was legend. And this was the eleventh image..

I didnt know what to make of it. I dont understand that language. The only thing i could interpret was that the image was screaming anger and not legend!

For the seccond word i thought for a moment and then googled wait. This happened to be the eleventh image returned…

I dont know why but i burst out laughing. 😀

Okay i am playing this the wrong way, But i Cant get anything out of it.

Moving on to the third trial. I didn’t want to take risk. So i did just what the prompt asked me to do.. I googled a word from the prompt. I typed the word RANDOM! into the search engine. The eleventh image was…

Dont worry i am not going to write about life and its miseries.

The moment i saw the image the only thing that flashed in my head was “ISHIHARA TEST“ not even life. It was only later that i realised that “life is random” was what the image said. Going back to “Ishihara test“… i am going to write about how i came to know about them.

The first time i saw them was in eight or nineth grade, in school. All of us pulled out the biology textbook from our bags as the bell rang and were waiting for the next teacher to enter. But we were intrigued by the circular bubble like images that were printed on the cover of the book. After the teacher entered and introduced herself, one of us sprang up to ask about the bubble like things. We had bets saying they were some animal or plant cells positioned in a specific manner with dyes to highlight particular cells. The bio teacher smiled and muttered something about us being curious souls. All our bets went for a toss!

The bio teacher told us that it was a color blindness testing tool. She explained to us that if we weren‘t color blind we could see the numberes printed in color distinct from that of the background. All of us got super excited and started testing ourselves for its presence or absence of color blindness. After singular souls were ensured we started nudging our friends enquiring if they were colorblind. (There are different kinds of color blindness of which i am not completely aware of.)

Just then a student announced that there were more of these tests in page so and so of the book. All of us ruffled up our pages to exact location. The class was filled with giggles and yells from one corner to another. Few minutes later a teacher from adjecent class entered our classroom and glared monstrously at us. Silence spelled throughout the classroom, unleashing the fear of doom. The bio teacher had a talk with her. She left the room without a word. Can you imagine.. without.a.word.. she was already our favorite. All of us stared at the bio teacher in silence. Undesirably hoping for a reprimand for the high decibles of noise we created. Her answer astounded us. She asked if we wanted to know the biological explanation behind the test. The class roared a yes as the reply. She went on to explain about the eye.. retina.. rods and cones.. etc.,etc. All of us sat in rapture trying to understand the simplified version of logic that it employed.

Its been six to seven years since the incident. She may not even remember me now. But to me she was one of the best teachers i have had. 🙂 Ahh the nostalgia…

Here are a few ishihara tests.. hope you find the numbers..  😉

The number 16 is present..

Couldn’t make out? Try the next one..

Number 5

Number 74

Number 96

Couldnt find out any?

You better Get your eyes checked.. 😛

P.S: I do not own any of the images above. All of them are taken to reference from google.