Ar. Veepa B. Jariwala
An Emotional Journey
Called B.ARCH.
A
bright Monday morning, though Mondays
never seem so bright after a lazy Sunday. But for me as
for any other student of architecture Sundays are
never Sun(ny) days. You see other people end and start
their day, you can also feel their Weekend Pleasures
and their Monday Blues. But for us, Sundays seem to
be overloaded with submissions, leaving us always in a
state of Bibhatsam “a feeling of disgust. I hate them
the most because I can hear my family laughing
together over breakfast table and I am slogging it out
over my drafting table. I curse it even more when all
my friends insensitively decide to go for a long drive
leaving me alone. I take a shower to wash away this
feeling of despair.
Whatsapp is a great app to know the emotional state
of your friends mind and so of his sheets. I scroll
through the names. Arav’s status reads “Straight 54
hours….for design
STRAIGHT 54 hours and can still manage a smile…State
of Bhayakam, a feeling of terror…I buried still deeper
into my sheets. As it happens every time so it
happened this time. Spent the whole day trying
unsuccessfully to design, but the jumble of lines I
sketch in the middle of the night, out of the feeling of
frustration, evolves to be my best design.
Handmade white sheets spread throughout my room
bore my Expressionist Design in bold curves. I was
falling in love….again with my design. The rendering in
water colors was bringing my design to life. Nothing
can be more beautiful than this….my design.
Experiencing the state o