True Patriotism Comes To play In The Time Of Crisis By Harshita Pandey

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True Patriotism Comes To play In The Time Of Crisis

By Harshita Pandey




Hey there guys!! It's been a really long time that I haven't been on the blog. But now I am here, and hopefully, I can post all my regular blog posts in here. 

Now, if you are even a bit interested in what I was busy at let me tell you all about it. We went to a "Wacom " seminar a while ago and from there got to know that we had to take part in a competition. And the theme of the competition was a bit unusual for me. Everyone was quite hyped about it, but to be fair I found it very difficult. The theme was to show a glimpse of the futuristic city.  At first, I thought it would but as I dug into it I realized that that would take much thought mime so I quit that idea at the end. I was running out of deadline than I then I realized that it would be a good idea to try some matte painting. So, I did that. And that week I was busy making that Matte Painting, continuously correcting and changing concept. At last, it became an obnoxiously tiresome job. And, somehow I managed to complete that work on time.

And now I am feeling quite relieved. And what can be more relaxing than writing? Well!!  I am an old soul, quite different from all my contemporary folks. So... back to the business. I know I am quite late for my assignments. You might have got to know it by know. If you haven't noticed I have missed my post on Republic day.

And it will be very bad if I keep blabbering about my excuses. So, of course not I will not do that. So, like all of my colleague's let's talk about how much I love my country. I do, I love my country a lot. And how much if you ask, I really can't answer that because a true love of country can only be known in the time of crisis. So, I or anyone else can only know the true love of anything or anyone if their possession is in danger.

And how much they are doing something to save them. If I try to be brutely honest only time will tell, and god forbid nothing of this sort should happen. I am really terrified of such kind of adverse situation. And that's the case. I am sorry if anyone of you is hurt by me being such reckless and if you think of saying such thing is "unpatriotic" of me. But let's be fair and gravitate towards human survival instincts. Ok, now you all might be wondering if I have any glitch in my mind or not. My answer is No absolutely not. I am completely fine, fit and healthy. Just it's a perk of growing up. And I am growing every single day, literally and metaphorically.

Now, can I get your kind attention towards my designs that I, ve created for Republic day? I made an animated Gif in Adobe Aftereffects. I kept the theme quite 'typical', the same tricolour and showed a bit about some monuments and stuff.  And I was done. And ladies and gentlemen, my republic day post.
So, now it's the time to "sign out" from Digital Decatron. To see more posts like this, please visit our main page and our Facebook page. Make sure to visit my personal blog for more fun stuff. Till then bye guys. 

Harshita Pandey

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