if the comedian had a car :)
game art model 4091 tris including the cube in the bg.
model polycounts 3800 tris
Being honest is not enough...you have to be the truth!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Thursday, February 17, 2011
child cancer is curable poster designing competition
i dint have enuf time to work on the illustration
in this one the kid is throwing away the cancer cell in the dustbin.
because child cancer is curable :)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
HEADPHONES?
People tell me a lot of things.Some useless ,some even more useless and some useful only to them.
They tell me what to do and never listen to what i wanna say.
They want respect but they never respect my point of view.
SELFISH.Thats what i call them.
..
They want me to be like them.
Its like they are attacking me with hundreds of strings at the same time.
They want me to be their PUPPET!
just LEAVE ME ALONE!
..
What have I done?
Whats your problem in life?
Why dont you EVER listen to what i have in stock?
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS WANT IT YOUR WAY?
..
I have lost all the respect i had for you.
YOU made me loose it!
Its crossed the limit!
I am loosing color!
..
I have put my headphones on.
I cant hear a thing :)
Now YOU have to listen to ME because i am talking LOUDLY!
Now that i have my headphones on you are justa barking dog to me.
..
is your life like mine...do you need some.....HEADPHONES?
They tell me what to do and never listen to what i wanna say.
They want respect but they never respect my point of view.
SELFISH.Thats what i call them.
..
They want me to be like them.
Its like they are attacking me with hundreds of strings at the same time.
They want me to be their PUPPET!
just LEAVE ME ALONE!
..
What have I done?
Whats your problem in life?
Why dont you EVER listen to what i have in stock?
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS WANT IT YOUR WAY?
..
I have lost all the respect i had for you.
YOU made me loose it!
Its crossed the limit!
I am loosing color!
..
I have put my headphones on.
I cant hear a thing :)
Now YOU have to listen to ME because i am talking LOUDLY!
Now that i have my headphones on you are justa barking dog to me.
..
is your life like mine...do you need some.....HEADPHONES?
Saturday, February 12, 2011
A WALLET WITH A HOLE
My wallet has this hole in between.
whenever i put a coin in it ...it just falls down through that hole.
it has happened so many times that i dont even keep coins in my wallet anymore.
..
My wallet looks big and fat from the outside...JUST LIKE ME :)
but its empty inside...JUST LIKE ME :)
..
everymorning i wake up,brush my teeth,shave and all those things that make me a human being.
i then look at myself in the mirror...but i dont see myself..i see an empty wallet.
just as empty as yesterday.
..
I got to college.I see all these small kids with fat wallets laughing and enjoying their lives.
somethings are so easy when u have a fat wallet.
..
seeing them i remember the time i had a fat wallet.
i used to be happy.
but one fine day i realized that all the notes in my wallet were FAKE!
a wallet full of fake notes!
..
i threw all of them every single fake note, fake emotions!
all i have now is a wallet with a hole.
all i am now is a wallet with a hole.
u tell me something it falls down through the hole.
u say "hi" that 'hi' falls down right through the hole.
thats all i am thats all ill be.
A SOUL WITH A HOLE
whenever i put a coin in it ...it just falls down through that hole.
it has happened so many times that i dont even keep coins in my wallet anymore.
..
My wallet looks big and fat from the outside...JUST LIKE ME :)
but its empty inside...JUST LIKE ME :)
..
everymorning i wake up,brush my teeth,shave and all those things that make me a human being.
i then look at myself in the mirror...but i dont see myself..i see an empty wallet.
just as empty as yesterday.
..
I got to college.I see all these small kids with fat wallets laughing and enjoying their lives.
somethings are so easy when u have a fat wallet.
..
seeing them i remember the time i had a fat wallet.
i used to be happy.
but one fine day i realized that all the notes in my wallet were FAKE!
a wallet full of fake notes!
..
i threw all of them every single fake note, fake emotions!
all i have now is a wallet with a hole.
all i am now is a wallet with a hole.
u tell me something it falls down through the hole.
u say "hi" that 'hi' falls down right through the hole.
thats all i am thats all ill be.
A SOUL WITH A HOLE
Monday, February 7, 2011
S.N.O.A.K
5th feb,2011
bangalore.
FINALLY ASLEEP was i...or was at least trying to be.
they give me food...they give me clothing...they give me lot of time for myself.
they give me survival..
they give me ONLY SURVIVAL.
m surviving.
i am not living.
.
.
but i guess i have lost the right to live.to complain.to just take my bike out at 3 in the night n almost
runover at every son of a bitch who barks looking at my ugly bike and my UGLY FACE.
.
.
RESTRICTED.
WALLS.
SURVIVAL.
TORTURE.
and ME.me a KILLER.a PRISONER.an ANIMAL IN THE CAGE.
.
.
i am sorry i have no intention of digging my past.
i have a lot of things to live for.
my thin,comforting MATTRESS for instance.
i call her gia and she is my ideal wife.
shes thin n relaxes me after a long tiring day.
their is another kinda wife other that an ideal wife.
MY WIFE.
my wife used to hate me.and love me at the same.
everything was going fine until i killed her. :)
its her death anniversary today :)
...what?why that reaction?what am i supposed to so?she cheated on me. :(
with my best friend.he was more successful than me :(
well my best friend before i killed him :)
what?again the same reaction?
i was just having A BAD DAY.
i just walk into my bedroom and there they are blinding me with excess skin show. pretty sick aint it?
.
.
MY BEDROOM .
MY WIFE.
MY BEST FRIEND.
MY BAD DAY.
.
.
the bad day was worst when i started feeling guilty.
u know guilt right?its this feeling u get when u steal money from your dad's wallet.
i landed up in prison.
behind barcode-like bars n dad-like walls.
.
.
0ut 0f my worst times came gia...my ideal wife...
she is so awesome and i am a crazy guilty lunatic who is searching for his dead wife in a freaking mattress.
thank god i am back to my senses.
i have a new friend.
.
.
say hello to inspector Singh's pist0l.
late inspect0r Singh would be m0re appropriate i feel.
what?he used t0 beat me up all night.and was not letting me make new friends.
but now we are together.
pistol is a nice friend,i call her silver..well because she is silver in color.
i just h0pe silver helps me meet my dead wife again :)
.
.
bai bai world.
it was nice meeting you.
hope to see u when i am reborn :)
[silenced gunshot]
'' SUICIDE NOTE OF A KILLER ''[s.n.o.a.k] ©nikhil bose sangle
bangalore.
FINALLY ASLEEP was i...or was at least trying to be.
they give me food...they give me clothing...they give me lot of time for myself.
they give me survival..
they give me ONLY SURVIVAL.
m surviving.
i am not living.
.
.
but i guess i have lost the right to live.to complain.to just take my bike out at 3 in the night n almost
runover at every son of a bitch who barks looking at my ugly bike and my UGLY FACE.
.
.
RESTRICTED.
WALLS.
SURVIVAL.
TORTURE.
and ME.me a KILLER.a PRISONER.an ANIMAL IN THE CAGE.
.
.
i am sorry i have no intention of digging my past.
i have a lot of things to live for.
my thin,comforting MATTRESS for instance.
i call her gia and she is my ideal wife.
shes thin n relaxes me after a long tiring day.
their is another kinda wife other that an ideal wife.
MY WIFE.
my wife used to hate me.and love me at the same.
everything was going fine until i killed her. :)
its her death anniversary today :)
...what?why that reaction?what am i supposed to so?she cheated on me. :(
with my best friend.he was more successful than me :(
well my best friend before i killed him :)
what?again the same reaction?
i was just having A BAD DAY.
i just walk into my bedroom and there they are blinding me with excess skin show. pretty sick aint it?
.
.
MY BEDROOM .
MY WIFE.
MY BEST FRIEND.
MY BAD DAY.
.
.
the bad day was worst when i started feeling guilty.
u know guilt right?its this feeling u get when u steal money from your dad's wallet.
i landed up in prison.
behind barcode-like bars n dad-like walls.
.
.
0ut 0f my worst times came gia...my ideal wife...
she is so awesome and i am a crazy guilty lunatic who is searching for his dead wife in a freaking mattress.
thank god i am back to my senses.
i have a new friend.
.
.
say hello to inspector Singh's pist0l.
late inspect0r Singh would be m0re appropriate i feel.
what?he used t0 beat me up all night.and was not letting me make new friends.
but now we are together.
pistol is a nice friend,i call her silver..well because she is silver in color.
i just h0pe silver helps me meet my dead wife again :)
.
.
bai bai world.
it was nice meeting you.
hope to see u when i am reborn :)
[silenced gunshot]
'' SUICIDE NOTE OF A KILLER ''[s.n.o.a.k] ©nikhil bose sangle
Sunday, February 6, 2011
ever prayed to a DUSTBIN?
ever prayed to a DUSTBIN?
A DUSTBIN.
the dirty
quite unsettling.
a teens description of eww.
It is just a waste product disposal thingy that I throw garbage around.
If its JUST A WASTE PRODUCT DISPOSAL....then why does a poor homeless guy go touch it?
He is a fuckin' idiot right?
Why does the dog go sleep next to it and give him company on a cold Indian night?
May be he is an idiot too!
Thank god YOU are not an idiot, teenage girl.
A homeless guy or a dog comes to the dustbin in search of a leftover burger or may be chicken bones.
A dustbin at night is to them what a refrigerator is to a fatman.
Difference is that a fatman looks for DEATH by chocolate while a hobo looks for Survival by chocolate or anything he finds.
a dustbin provides them with food when God cant provide them with it.
THE DUSTBIN IS GREATER THAN GOD for them!
Personally if I was given a choice to either be God or a dustbin..I would be a dustbin because I like to be useful even when I am not appreciated for taking all your shit. It is definitely better than having all the power but being more useless than a dustbin.
That is all.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
A SPONGE OR A STONE
INJUSTICE.
MEANINGLESS LIFE.
DEPRESSION.
SUICIDE.
.....OR.....
INJUSTICE
HARD HEART
either u become a sponge or a stone
.
.
wen u hit a sponge it does not get hurt
its emotionless
.
.
wen u hit a stone it does not get hurt
its emotionless
.
.
u dont get hurt wen u hit a sponge
BUT u do wen u hit a stone
.
.
everyone hit the stone for a while then leave it alone because it hits them back.
everyone continues hitting the sponge because if doesn't hit them back.
.
.
the stone is happy...he doesn't have to bear people now!
the sponge is sad...people are not leaving him alone!
the sponge has decided that he is going to be a stone now!
he changes his decision when they meet a person!
his name is mr.HAMMER!
mr hammer hits both of them.
the stone dies...the sponge survives
.
.
to be a sponge or a stone is your choice!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
1000!!!
i kno this is probablee the most stupid post of mine...but the 1000 pageviews made mi dae todae =D
this week has been kinda boring n depressing for me but as one of mi friend says...GREAT ARTIST MAKE THEIR GREATEST ARTWORKS IN TIMES OF GREAT DEPRESSION....seriouslee try it =)
this week has been kinda boring n depressing for me but as one of mi friend says...GREAT ARTIST MAKE THEIR GREATEST ARTWORKS IN TIMES OF GREAT DEPRESSION....seriouslee try it =)
Monday, January 10, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
are you really UNIQUE?
define UNIQUE....is the question...
CATEGORY ONE :
"being different,unconventional,out of the box...etc" is the way MANY people define UNIQUE
MANY....UNIQUE...??...i guess oxym0r0n!
.
.
CATEGORY TWO :
MANY might say UNIQUE cant be defined...
MANY....UNIQUE...??...i guess oxym0r0n!
.
.
category one = category two....
still they feel they are different...
BEING UNIQUE IS JUST AN ILLUSION!
.
.
EVERYONE IS UNIQUE, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE
.
.
then h0w can u be unique?
.
.
ill tell you stop thinking about it...
wait a minute...now many people are still thinking about it and many are not...
what are you thinking?or are you not thinking?either ways you are not unique...
so relax and enjoy the blog.
.
.
.
AND THATS WHAT YOU CALL A UNIQUE BLOG PROMOTION....i guess o_O
thanks for your time...do comment if u like this because i think this was a preety unique advertisement :)
CATEGORY ONE :
"being different,unconventional,out of the box...etc" is the way MANY people define UNIQUE
MANY....UNIQUE...??...i guess oxym0r0n!
.
.
CATEGORY TWO :
MANY might say UNIQUE cant be defined...
MANY....UNIQUE...??...i guess oxym0r0n!
.
.
category one = category two....
still they feel they are different...
BEING UNIQUE IS JUST AN ILLUSION!
.
.
EVERYONE IS UNIQUE, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE
.
.
then h0w can u be unique?
.
.
ill tell you stop thinking about it...
wait a minute...now many people are still thinking about it and many are not...
what are you thinking?or are you not thinking?either ways you are not unique...
so relax and enjoy the blog.
.
.
.
AND THATS WHAT YOU CALL A UNIQUE BLOG PROMOTION....i guess o_O
thanks for your time...do comment if u like this because i think this was a preety unique advertisement :)
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
comic book pages :)
the wheel the 12 year late train
the 1st page of my c0mic book :)
a scene where the villan is c0unting the number of people he has t0 kill :)
after killing one of them
shot the security!
twist!!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
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