Pretty dresses, ribbon curls, thank you lord for little girls!
Relationships make her who she is, Friends, though very few make her world a better place, endless laughing fits with sisters, loves forgiving but not forgetting, aggressively passionate…hates with a passion too, loves thinking about the future but a part of her always stays in the past, buying books is a high, avid day dreamer, moody to the extent of being a true scorpio. She is more about sitting and enjoyingg tea alone than going out and having coffee with acquaintances. Analytical but not judgemental. She is conversations in her head, but is more of a sms and email person. Anything adventurous, count her in. Shes outloud and laughs deeply and passionately. Loves her new role of womanhood. Shes all about silver and diamonds. and driving aimlessly around the city. Shes black and white photography, shes the soul who goes out and explores. Shes a total peoples person whos possessive about her space. Exploring and travelling, not shopping and rambling. Bagel and creame cheese….frozen yogurts more than ice creams.
shes all about spoonsful of nutella and thinking and brewing. Believes in the feeling in her stomach, impractical others may call her. Shes about moments and memories, photographs and scribblings. Shes all about snail mails and keepsakes. Shes autumn and not spring. Believes in the power of swimming and yogaing. She is totally books and not movies. Experimental. Loves deeply. Is a trouble when aggrevated. Shes a print person more than a Tvc conceptulizer. Shes subtly wild, and wildly subtle. Her necklaces and rings speak louder than her clothes. Shes all about yummy smells and colouful mugs. Shes about straight hair and kohl filled eyes. Shes a fierce believer. Shes a big woman with heart smaller thans an ants.
Shes a soul who still learning, discovering, experimenting and moving. Shes someone I call “me”….and who exactly are you?
I dreamt of a past. A past I have yet not forgotten. A past I like dwelling in. A past I like wondering about. A past which when dreamt of made me wake up smiling. Such pasts should be treasured. Such pasts make you thank that they were there and made you into who you are today.
Music has a tendency to take you back into time…and then you wonder if the decision that you made at that time would have been taken the other way round, would life be drastically different right now?
So, about two months ago I got a project to design an interior brochure for a client. After a long meeting, both, the client and I knew the kindoff direction we wanted to follow. So, amidst vacation plans, zoeys diaper changes, feed times, socialising and packing, I managed to meet my deadline and emailed the client two different approaches of the design.
It was on my blissful vacation that I got a text saying that none of the two options were something that she wanted……and everything would have to be redone. OK. But I wasnt too sure if I would be able to do this or not. Post vacation, everything was much much more busier. Zoey was growing up to be a hands full…..I had other projects that had to be done and more than anything I didnt have the energy to deal with this….afterall the idea of being a freelance designer is that I can pick and choose the projects I want to take up. So, I politely told the client that I didnt see the brochure being completed because I didnt have the time and therefore didnt want to commit.
3 weeks down the lane, I again got a text saying that we had to meet up because the brocchure had to be completed….Hello! Didint I just tell you I couldnt commit…..but the client hails from the green province of pakistan and therefore persistence comes naturally to them.
I texted back asking how huge were the changes….to which the exact reply was: No no just change selection of pics n text. From Sq u have t make it rectangle.
Now, honestly that didnt sound like too much work, and who dosent like money coming their way? So, I descided to meet her. Only to find out that I was in for a surprise.
She wanted the entire brochure to be redesigned….relayoutted….and retexted! And to top everything she exactly knew what she wanted….the effect for the pictures and stuff though I kept on telling her that it wont work…..but alas…..she wont listen.
So, I didnt commit to her, because honestly I dont think I will get the time to do this….and more tha anything, what she wants is not what a designer can do, but what a computer operator would happily execute for her….
Why cant we always find intelligent clients who dont treat you like computer operators?
Why? Why do I have to worry about pre schools? and then schools? and oh god it dosent end till higher education….why cant we just shift to a place like maldives? or maybe phi phi isands (hmmm maybe not there are quite a few parhay likhay thais living there), Seychelles maybe? And teach zoey how to swim and snorkel and scuba dive and fishing and all the fun stuff…..by the day we can do all this and by the evening we could have a paying job to keep us going. And oh Zoey could learn about the world through the internet and all the people she would meet (Social interaction is a great way of getting educated). Isnt that more important than knowing the logs in mathematics? or the planets in the solar system?
