Feeling Wicked

Right from the papers. Was doodling around and came up with these two creatures. 

Buggster

???

Smoked Away...

It's been a while since I've done anything original. 

So here's something simple. Hope you guys like this.

Group Project: 3D Short Film

'Billy Is Going To Run Now'

Here's a group project that we worked in the college as a team. After a period of 3 months it is now done. You might want to check the credits.

Areas I've been involved in:

• Original Concept
• Pre-Production
• Camera Blocking
• Texturing
• Rendering
• Sounds
• Editing

The Last Class Is Over

        Yeah. The last class is over. It was over a while ago but today when one of us posted a pic of himself standing in front of an auto, an auto that would start the journey to never returning to this city ever again. It was right then when it started to sink in. The last class is actually over. Just like that. And suddenly nothing seemed to matter. All those emotions slacking in my head for ages were gone. It didn't matter who was how annoying, where I screwed up horribly, who said what or even who tried to punch my face. All that stress over those projects and all that mental torture fades. All those lies said by me and to me where pointless. The energy spent on being jealous and angry ceased from my memory. The only thought that existed was, "it's done." I mean sure we'll see each other again. But I'll never be the same. If anything, we probably won't be the same person then. But all I'm actually trying to talk about is now. NOW! Not the future. Not the past. It doesn't matter if we fought yesterday or we'll be complete strangers tomorrow. The person you are right now should hear this. Even if we didn't speak much, even if we didn't even see each other much, I was always glad that you and I were part of this grand era. Even if it was for only a little while. When I'm going to see you next I will always remember the most awesome time of my life. The last class is over. So let's remember it as how it is right now: calm, content and proud.

Set: Children Of The Phoenix

So I came up with a concept of an kingdom who considers themselves as the Phoenix offspring. They prey the fire lord and hope for the phoenix to return. They're sworn enemy the 'The Dragon's Shadow' does not want so.

The idea for the throne. 

The kings area.

The entrance area.

"AARAMBH" The Storyboard

Contributing to the "Aarambh" project. Here's the storyboard after the screenplay I did few posts ago. Hope you like it.

Stay...

(A small writing. Hope you like it.)

It is today. 
I wake up in the morning wondering why my dog hasn't pounced on me yet so I could caress my fingers through her fur. I realise that she is not here with me. To be more accurate I'm not there with her. I realise I'm not at home. I'm on the cheap mattress on the cold floor that I bought not many months ago. 

It is yesterday, night.
I'm with the most amazing girl I've ever met. We both are standing next to the pool near her place. She smiles graciously at me. I feel content being there. She talks about me getting internship and going to places. I know things would be no different for her either.                                      
It is late now. Her mother is waiting for her back at home. She has to run back home. So she does. I hear myself say to her "things should just stay." She thinks my reference is only to the moment we're in.

It is 3 days ago.
I haven't slept the previous night. I haven't eaten much either. I am not hungry or tired. All I care about is the work. I know it's important to finish the work without making fuss about it if I want to end up somewhere big. I think about the person I want to be with at the moment. I could have easily left this place hours ago. But it would be just an excuse. Weak people make excuse. I'm not weak. I don't want to be weak.

It is 3 years from now.
It's late night and I'm still sitting in my office with a pile of extra work to do so that I can later ask for a leave just be at home this Diwali. I'm not even sure if I want to be there. Everything has changed so much. 

It is 5 years from now.
I have done a horrible thing. I know I will not be forgiven. Deep down, I hope that I'm not. I've managed to hurt someone I care about so much again.

It is 8 years from now.
It's my birthday. I sit out in the open, in the cool breeze and letting the sun in clear sky keep me warm, just looking at all these people around me, and even the ones far away. I can't help but think about all that has been. All that could have been. I'm not the person I thought I was. I'm not the person I thought I would be.

It is 12 years ago.
I profoundly say out loud that I will make cartoons when I grow up.

It is a year ago.
I hear them say that I'm a great person.

It is a year from now.
I hear them say I'm an awful human being.

It is few months ago.
They tell me I'm a selfish, self centred person who can never care about anyone else.

It is few months from now.
They tell me I'm a good friend.

It is the past.
I want to destroy all and everything beautiful and original.

It is the future.
Self-destruction seems necessary.

It is now.
I'm here. Right on the balance line between the things that have happened and things that will happen. Things that could have transpired and things that may transpire. 
       It certainly won't stay. I can't catch it and hold on to it. It will go right through me. All I can do is be there when it does and be thankful about whatever it leaves with me.