Moments of ELATION

Today, just out of an inner compulsion , I felt like sketching a moment that I have always felt so close. You will not find it something too big or astonishing but it surely is one of the deepest, rejoicing and enriched practice of mine. Something I just can't let go. Something to which I return after every stressful day. I don't actually relate when did the idea actually strike me, may be a few nights back when I escaped slumber and passed the entire night in the dark room looking at the darkness outside or may be a few more such nights back but what I know is I drew it just a few minutes ago and I already have a poem written by me that I may post with it. 😊 Mistaken There is darkness outside Not for a negative soul Only the night And its melody so sore As if  mist hidden hopes No beckoning, no goal. Glancing through the window Of that old stilt house You see a sour, crisp moon An old, mundane tout. Not a star of those times Could shi...

In my last post, I had uploaded some of my old drawings and sketches, nearly 2-3 years old. Here I post a few more pieces of art: Staring the Dusk Returning Home Escaping the Flood A Modern Art The Hill...the River- Two scenes Way to the Temple Deserted but One A peaceful Sitting Thank you for paying attention...

This is relaxing... this surely is. It is after a long time that I realize that sometimes a change can be amazing. All this while I have had to experience its bitter half… I know people have changed and I also know that somehow I am coping up with it well externally… this is actually eating me from within. A hollow feeling. Oh no…no. L et’s not drift there now.... Not this way. I don’t want this to happen. I want to feel happy today… and this has come to me after so many days. I want to shout, laugh, run and even cry in happiness. I don’t know why. Today I am going to tell you what I have been doing recently… I have been indulged in for quite a long time in cleaning my room and doing some decoration work. Huh! Quite tiresome but yet seems like a lot of peace. I have found some old stuff… some letters, my old, musty diary (seems silly now), some old books of mine, some stories I had written quite a long time ago, a photo album and some of the sketches and paintings I had made ab...