A pile of nothing...

... or everything. Depends on who's looking.

Get up from under the blanket. Take a few books from the bedside table and leave them around the laptop on the crumpled bed-sheet. Take a quick shot without much thought. Blip it.

Someone told me recently, that a phototgrapher is only as good as his last shot. I agree.

In God of Small things, Roy had written about a little girl Rahel who wore bright red sunglasses and how everything she saw through them looked red. Some days are like that. Where one thing blends into another, losing its identity and looking the same. Perhaps red, blue, green or any other colour. Surprisingly unlike my shot. I did not shoot in monochrome!

Have been a bit under the weather. A meaningless set of events, today. Like walking through an assembly line. Like lifeless cogs. "Ambition" might resemble something like a desire to be the shiniest cog!