No, it’s not as though I am a perfectionist. (Anybody who knows will me will attest to the fact that reality is waay to the contrary). It’s probably the realisation that I can do much better that the shit I tend to give at the first attempt. So when someone throws that phrase at me it triggers a whole crap-load of thoughts and a feeling of not being good enough that I felt I had dealt with and put away in the past. It never stays there does it?
Anyway Sunday was an absolute Blast! Thank you M for making the effort to transform a boring flan into an absolute work of art. Sorry Dibs about the encounter that you had with my neighbour. He thought that you were some “hired help” that had come in to cook and was slinking away with the family silver. He still can not understand why, if you had cooked the fish curry, you were taking some home with you.
Anyway was way too stressed out to do anything that night but sure enough I was up at 5 having nightmares about the Hash Book that was supposed to be completed and delivered later in the day. Considering that most of it consists of stuff that is copy-pasted from the web or worse you would think that it would not be such a great deal. Right?
WRONG – Welcome to my world.
Copy pasting is just the first and perhaps the easiest part of the whole deal. Correcting the grammar (of inane Beer jokes mind you!) was the next step. And then the whole book went through about three different font changes and style reformats till the whole thing looked well-formatted. Then to the Cover. Tried to get away with that whole rainbow deal that you guys had so derided earlier. (BTW I hate all of you for demoralising me in such a callous manner).
Went on to creating something with a collage of Aurangabad images and embellishing them with little hash trivia. Was Ok. I thought, and in fact so did most of the people who saw it. And then some stupid idiot went and said those absolutely dreaded words. “Viraf if you are OK with it, let’s go with this”. Why the F*** can grown up people keep their mouths shut.
I knew what I wanted to do! Long before this task had even been assigned to me (I am an ideas man I told you) I knew exactly what I wanted to see on the cover and also the main Hash T-shirt. It was very clearly one of the Apsaras quaffing a beer while attired in a Hash Hare T-shirt (A bright orange piece of crap).
SHIT!!!...
Spent the whole of last night and most of the morning rummaging through cyberspace for an image that I could download and then transform. Ketki was here this afternoon and was amazed at how often I just chucked an attempt for the least possible reason. Anyway by this evening I had what I felt was the best I could muster under the circumstances and the time constraints.
Yes she is not wearing the t-shirt, but then I guess subconsciously I have always been partial towards bare torsos. So what if it’s a female form. It’s just one small sex-change operation away from being a stunning looking boi.
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