So, just when I thought that I was ‘set’, I realize that I can’t run Avid Express Pro 4.1 on my clunky G4.
I can’t understand why, since they’re both from the same era. Oh, about 18 generations old.
So now… should I buy a new Computer? Do we need Avid on dual platforms? Is Final Cut Pro enough?
Aaaaaarrrghhhh!
When I think of the circus, I remember Pune. And Mera Naam Joker. And Fast, Cheap and Out of control. Delhi had its share of posters for Gemini Circus et al, but Pune was plastered with them.
Last semester, one of my documentary students did her research for a film on the Circus. She was/is mesmerised by it.
I have never been to the circus. Well, let me correct that. I actually have. During Rajiv Gandhi’s tenure as PM, one of the years ( I forget which one) was declared the year of Indo-Russian friendship. There were cultural festivals galore and one of the events was the performance of an amazing Russian Circus at the Indira Gandhi Stadium (yes, the one that looks like a spaceship!). I feel sad that I don’t remember anything more about that event. It was maybe 1989 or 1990. I was really young. What I do remember is that Dad took Deepak and I to the show. We had never been to anything like it. Magical doesn’t even begin to cover that evening. Just thinking of it now makes me feel weird. It was also one of those rare times when Dad took us out because it was something we might enjoy.
No, no, no. I’m not feeling sorry for myself. Far from it. We had a very democratic household. If you wanted to do something, you said you wanted to do it. The it would be discussed. We might go, we might not. But I never remember a time, apart from this one, when someone said to me “We should do this, you’ll like it.” We did. I did.
I guess what I’m saying is that sometime options don’t exist because one doesn’t know that they exist. As a 12 year old I didn’t think we could go to see a Russian Circus because a) I didn’t think we could afford it, but b) really, I didn’t think that it was something I could do. Other kids did that kind of thing. Not me. Other kids’ parents took them to Appu Ghar, not mine. (The first time I went to Appu Ghar was in my freshman year at college. My, what a disappointment.)
But we went to the Circus and it is one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen.
Ok. I guess I am feeling sorry for myself.
I watched TV today. I can’t remember the last time I watched something on TV.
The first ad was for the Cirque de Soleil. That’s one of the Circuses that my student did her research on. I might not have even have known of them otherwise.
They’re doing Love 
- A celebration of the musical legacy of the Beatles.
*sigh*
Other Kids go to watch the circus. Because a) I can’t afford it and b) really, I don’t think it’s something I can do.
I haven’t kept a journal in years. I wish I had.
Xanga is the closest to a journal for me. I just re-read my entries from two years ago. I could reprint those entries right now and they would be perfectly relevant. Too relevant, infact, and that’s dangerous.
I’m sad. I guess I will be, until I get myself out of this ditch.
Time, now.
I’m shooting for three days at Lollapalooza!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (3 days, 8 stages, 130 bands)
I get a free pass for the entire weekend. I get paid. Well.
yes.
