Saturday 16 December 2006


Chiaroscuro: (kee-ero-skoo-roh)


'interplay of darkness and light'


thats me!

Friday 15 December 2006

i'm here!

finally, thanks to Rimi, (one of my girls) who kept bugging me to start a blog, kept telling me how good i was at writing and how i understand her perfectly, how i manage to put things into words so well....and that i should share my opinions with the world...so if any of you likes this blog and my posts.. thank my Rimi by going and checking out her blog!

i'm very new to the blogging scene... while creating this, i was constantly making mistakes.. as it is i dont know a thing about computers.. and coupled with my strong belief that real writing only happens when you're using a broken down typewriter or a piece of paper and a pen.. starting a blog is not exactly the smartest of ideas..
also.. i want to write so much now... i cant sleep.. its 3:30 am and for some reasong a silly chick-lit novel also just cannot manage to send me into the endless flow of dreams and sleep.. so here i am, inspite of this incredible pain in my left wrist because of some stupid stunts i tried while dancing.. got P to massge it and that made it worse somehow...and then ignored the pain.. so now its gotten really bad(injections and physiotherapy and thousands of silly antibiotics) and it really hurts and i cant really type all that well, but the need to finish this post and get all the jumbled up mess thats inside my head, out and down on 'paper' is consuming me.. so here goes...

ok i've been accused of being very disorganised and i stand guilty as charged..
so i think i should start this off by explaining how i hit upon the name (or whatever its called) for this blog..
the waltzing palette: very simple to explain actually, i like to think of myself primarily as a painter and a dancer (amongst other things).. thus the 'waltzing' 'palette'...
as a painter, i'm enamoured by colours.. i can sit for hours and create new shades on my palette, without ever once feeling the need to transfer them onto paper, wood, cloth, the walls, furniture or any other medium that i use...
as a dancer the name is kinda ironic, it doesnt really fit. you see i'm a latin dancer.. which means i dont do any of the jazz, freestyle, bollywood, type of dancing..(according to me, that is NOT dance; any idiot can flail their arms and legs about wildly to music)
i do partner dancing.. i've done a bit of standard ballroom, but what i'm mostly into is latin dancing (ballroom and club dances both). for those of you who are confused.. this consists of many many many dances..rumba, chacha, jive, merengue, argentine tango, bachata, mambo, and salsa to name a few.. so the waltzing part of it doesnt really apply.. since it is clearly NOT one of my favourite dances.. but nothing else would fit.. :(
so until i come up with a better name this shall remain..


about me, you ask?

well theres so much to say!

i could say all the usual cliched things
instead i'd rather say this..

i'd like to compare my self to water (it being my astrological sign and all that - i'm a Cancerian).. but not just in that way...
i'm not colourless or tasteless.. in fact, i take on the colours of those around me, they merge into me and add a little bit of them into me.. thus making me like a much much paler shadow of themselves..
i flow like water.. moving from person to person, place to place... as it makes room for me.. i fill up those around me and create the need in them for me.. for them to drink their fill of me and to be satisfied by the little that i can offer them....
i acquire the taste of the places that i visit, colouring them in my perception and as each sip of water on a different tongue tastes different to the person, so am i viewed differently by each that tastes me..
i affect every surface i touch in some way or another.. nothing in this world is truly 'waterproof'.. whether it may take years of weathering down or just a minute to completely change the way a certain thing is, eventually they're touched by me..
i hope i'm as desired by my people as much as they desire water to quench them, as needed by them to satiate them...