Every moment tells us: memento mori

The Odyssey Of Your Life

I’ve heard that life is a metaphor
but
maybe
you don’t need to decode it
just live through it like art
raw and real
through mistakes and lessons
but full of colour.

A whiff of April

The frost begins to melt away and the fog makes way for clear blue skies. Puffy white clouds emerge and a radiant yellow sun smiles its best smile. Roses, jasmine and bougainvillea bloom like they’ve never before, The breeze is warm and the afternoons sultry. The ice and gloom has drifted away to make room…

Far from the shallow

It happens in the most unexpected ways. When you’re going about your daily routine

Becoming purple again

I had a purple chair when I was little, with a bright yellow smiley face painted on it It was the chair I sat on to eat, play or read.

Decorating pain

We decorate pain in everyday life. Amidst the intricacies of nature and labyrinth of creation, we find ways to decorate pain Through stormy hail and torrential rains, we decorate pain with a dainty rainbow, In the darkest nights we decorate pain with specks of shimmering stars. Through the circle of life, the blooming and withering…

The purpose of art

Is art about finding the right canvas, vibrant colours, and perfect set of brushes? Is it about the way the easel stands facing the light so you notice every stroke of paint, every dot and splash?

Zombie

The sun is bright and harsh Searing through the vast sky Onto deserted roads And empty boulevards that once held ringing laughter.

The strange cosmic siblings

4.6 billion years ago Amidst a disc of gas, dust and rocky bodies, the infant sun is born Over time, out of the chaos orbs of planets are formed One of them- Theia, comes charging towards the young earth with a gigantic impact Resulting in a swirling molten bright mess of magma rain clouds- synestia…

Unexplored

The mellow evening sky melts into a diamond studded blue, Setting the stage for the world of dreams.