Apart from education, there's not much going on, I guess life just took a back seat and everything boring surfaced. I think I've just gotta get out and enjoy myself, discover new things and get a life! 

The idea is to focus. Think of criticism being your perspective of the world around you, then the idea would be to keep such negativity at a safe distance from yourself so that you don't get lost in a terrible maze of remorse and regret. A lot like wearing glasses for myopia - they should be placed at just the right distance for you to focus rather than be lost in a blur.

I for one would love a healthy dose of FTV, not for the boob-shows, but actually for the clothing worn. But to my dismay, there's no demand for it where I live, it seems the transparent clothing and skin-show is too controversial for Delhi's audience. They'd rather prefer overweight South Indian aunties dancing with ugly mustached beasts on a myriad of local-language channels. If that isn't enough to tick you off, there's channel after channel of News reporting.

Cricket lovers have it good these days, they can look forward to spending a nice evening diggin' the match. But that's just not my cup of tea - excuse me please!

For someone like me, the internet is a life saver. Not only do you get to watch nice short-films on Youtube, but you can even get hard-to-find movies on the net that are off-beat and not mainstream. I watched the whole of Project Runway season 9 on my laptop and a lot of the episodes of Ancient Aliens. 

How can I forget, downloading Hypercube for the second time having lost my previous copy.

So even though third-world TV is a pain in the ass, the net still allows for great entertainment.

Here's a current project I'm working on as part of an assignment. Its a copper brooch inspired by the world's largest flower - Rafflesia.  

It is an endemic plant that occurs only in the rainforests of Sumatra Island, Indonesia. You'd expect a beautiful scent from the world's largest flower, but this one has a foul odor of rotten meat and hence the name "Corpse Flower". 

The brooch is to be presented before a Jury, I still have to finish the surface with enameling and granulation techniques and add the pin of course.

My cousin from Toronto wrote to me several years ago in a chat message - being gay is against God. NO, being gay is completely okay with God. Being gay however does not comply with religion and that is understandable - religion is irrational, it's ironic and contradicts itself. Religion is our own way of fooling ourselves to believe we're loved by God no matter what we do. 

In a country which does not accept Public Displays of Affection or being too out and open about sexuality in general, being gay and seeking acceptance is like banging your head against the wall. 

Now a bit about my gay life. Firstly, my gay life isn't that happening to begin with, but it makes up of 99.9% of who I am. I can't say like many other gay guys that being gay is just another aspect of their life. For me, being gay is life. Those in their right minds have said that the gay agenda should be lowest out of your life's priorities. You don't want to only be gay, you want to be a Doctor, an Engineer a talented singer who loves animals yada-yada-yada and then at the end of the list place the gay tag. Such people expect you to believe life isn't all about being gay. Well if you ask me - it is, when you come to think of it, most normal people think sexual things every 6 seconds. If you are to go with that being gay does constitute a big chunk of your life's apple pie.

I have been attracted to men for as long as I can remember. Sexual encounters began as early as 1st grade. I've always had at least one close gay friend. I've always preferred Barbies to Football. I cross-dressed for a year in college, and now my style is mostly androgynous. My piercings and salon-colored-blonde hair scream to the world the homosexual that I really am. I go to gay clubs. I kiss men. I'm not ashamed of myself, and am not about to change myself any time soon, or ever. I don't give a crap to the fact that my teachers hated me in school and college or the fact that I've been gay-bashed my whole life.

People have too much spare time in this country to live other people's life. I guess if we all learned to mind our own business things would seem much brighter. As for now, I think its safe to shut the world out and just be yourself. Cheers!