The only ever book that i've read upside down and known inside out is "the three little pigs"!I love the part where one reads about the different materials the three pigs used to build their houses ..At first,I'd just mumble"Have'nt they heard of Lego?"....but gradually I discovered that i kept on perusing that page ,and then began my obsession with architecture (i think i said bob the builder first....of course, i didnt know any two dollar words then..)
Then, when I moved from the roaring streets of Calcutta to the humid lanes of Madras,I happened to be kidnapped forcibly(i was bound by the seat belt) and taken to a buiding with beams, columns and makeshift tents...a.k.a "The annual architecture exhibition"....
and i realized that i'd found where i belong ...What began as a reluctant peep into the pages of Inside Outside , gave way to innocent questions at the may-I-help-you counter with the smiling lady,which led onto a stealthy feel of the floorings at the exhibit,and before i knew it ,i'd been there for four hours,thrown a tantrum when we had to leave ,and made my dad pinky-swear that he'd bring me back every day.....
When i was in class six ,my aunt and uncle built a lovely place of their own called "Crystal",and i remember breathlessly exploring every nook and corner of the house..that was my first inside glance at a house with a distinctive and well -planned look ,or theme, if you will,to it...the house looks like a woodland abode ..with ivy like walls, multicoloured ganeshas, leafy thingummajigs,and beautiful woodwork...
and then onwards i used to set my room everyday ,trying to project ot myself a different haven, on a lazy Saturday it would be my Hawaaian retreat... with high ceilings,mud walls ,and a pebbled patio... during the cold and rainy months ,it would be my Victorian escape in true London style -with pretty balconies and spires.... during the puja ,it would take on a traditional feel, with a low brick roof and an inner courtyard ...
When me and my gaggle (oops ;) )of friends entered middle scholl and we were asked to talk about our career interests, i listened to my friends say doctor and civilian and miss world and what not ,and i suddenly became a Chandler Bing(even Ross does't know how or where Chandler does the job he does ...remember Rachel saying "transponster'..hee hee..)...i used to be overwhelmed at the choices ...
Days and weeks have grown into months and years and my dream has grown into a vision ...i'm going to be a builder yes, that's why i've chosen the math-phy-chem combo, but to what extent i'l be an ARCHITECT in the true sense of the term, that remains to be seen....
I'm not sure of anything right now , of whether architecture is really what i've thought it is, or whether i've just painted a rosy picture on an imaginary canvas(and ......before i slip into a BLACK HOLE of plunging doubts that only Harry and his friends can rescue me from (oh....yes, i will write to Hogwarts about space exploration,believe me)....let me just say that turning earth to stone, stone to homes , and homes to havens is what i want to do ...im not going to be a Howard Roark( li'l old dreamy me does know to draw a line between fictitious glory and stark reality)... but i hope i can be a perfect version o fwhat i want to be.... so wish me good luck , people!
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