my new choice

the best part about painting is. mixing colours moving your brush, giving diffrent strokes , making what u like. nothing goes wrong . u paint ur way. no rules no regulation no syllabus.only u and your thought. not complusary starting no ending...
btw u would never know if its over , u can go on and on.
finaly u thnnk one more stroke can spoil it.lol
this is some of my work... in past two days


no escape.!!!!!

the cruel colourful world

मैंने देखे है सभी रंग दुनिया के... यह दुनिया यह दुनिया बरी रंगीली...

one lost soul in the whims and fancies of thw world stuck in the middle with a glass of wine. still hanging there but in no hope to drop out. no escape

PANORAMA

this is the one i started with , dint even know how to mix clours and in how much quantity.. how to hold the brush .. or how give those strokes but just started. wanted to make somethng that representes my life at present clourful but full of confusion.one thought cuting the other and every thot new in its own self. diffrent... sparkling.. bright and new and prominent.each thought, oh i mean the colour, has its shades of brightness. darkest to lightest. difrent schemes of same colour show.. how each colour is difrent from each other still being the same colour.
this was my first one panorama of colours.

NOT my Imagination BUT my ARt

i dont know what to say about this one . very colourful,,, looks like peacock's feathers to some and colouful sperms to others .but this looks nice.... alot btter in real. Actually all these pictures are on the tiles.done with fabric paints i know dosnet make sense though , but still lol.. they look gud and alot better in real..i like the shades of green bottel greeen and bluish green etc near and around the so called sperm fethers . lol

For the yash baby

this one i like the most and it is made speaciallly to be given to my favorite pal - yasha yashu yashi. watever it is.
actualy all that was in japanese. she just gt a tataoo done with yasha ritten . only beacuse japanese language has nothing called 'yash' . its either yasha or yashu. hehehe
i know its lil funny this painting is dedicated to yasha... i litrally went to google translator and typed yash and sonal and got those figures, the japanese characters..
well they were quite fun to draw.
the above one is yasha and sonal is writen in corner down right.
i like the background clour brown the most .this is cute and i wud gift it to her.

the beauty below

we appreciate what we see and do not even think about what we are not able to see.

this is a picture about the details of a tree, below the earth . roots and its hidden beauty. this painting of mine does not show the tree in itself except that i needed to show the trunk which leads to the roots. and Then as i see the unseen roots holding the fruits.

also wery peculiar are the shades of blue . doin which i took alot of time.

loneliness

i like the grayness in this picture. this picture is in black and gray only . i see it as a man all broken inside standing alone in dark under the lonely tree. the clours of the leaves u can see are aswell black . as its dark.and they can not be seen as green .

Bees Humming

@#$@ShOcKPrOoF**$&^%7

life makes u expect ,so that u can give ur best.
or life makes u expect .. only because u had given ur best.
its funy...

u know u are good at somethng , but still there are people who are better than u , at that ...
people seem impresed and attracted to ur personality , but that surely dsnt give a garantee that u now have a fan follwing.
its stupid to say...just belive in ur own self.even if u believe in your self (which is important)u will have to belive in others ... because they play a major role in wat ultimately happens. neway cut the crap.
thngs change. and u learn to mould yourself in the way they become.


u are like water u take shapes of difrent kind.if your life is a huge empty vessel. then ...u , like water would take its shape gradualy. sit and eat at home and....njoy from one edge to the other ....and take a shape of a big fat ass.
thats also a part of life.

be ready for the unexpcted.. because you never know what lies on the other side of the wall.so live life as it comes simply what i am doin rite now.. one of the most importants works that i mite have to do,, would not be on my mind ... when i get up in the morning .. i have my car smashed but i m not reminded of it may till the time i go down to it where it is parked and see it.!i have to meet my old frnds but i wudnt remember or think of it till they call me at that moment and ask me to be there.i wudnt noe what i need to do this evening busy reading a book ,,,untill i get a call to go out for play...and belive my life is working real fine!!i hate making plans now... simply beacuse then i expect myself to go by them.

and i dont follow thm or etc etc happens intead what had had to happen.and i would be to square one.!

its fun.. its intresting this is no peice of advice.. i can aford to do this . i m priveledged
but sadly i m no more " Planned and Orchestrated"
but its diffrent....
tell me somthng i will listen to it.
give me somethng i will take it.
show me somethng i wudnt be amused...!!!

i m shockproof

its only you

......




standing in stairs waiting for the two of us to come back from school with our loaded bags , waiting anxiuosly beacuse ..its 10 min over 3o clock in the afternoon . may be this is the time to which i can get back , no matter how much i further probe its all not as vivid . And we waved our hands to make her feel better that we were there and she can be all fine now.
ready to serve us food ,while one of us was still busy licking the funflips ...she would still wait patiently..... yet not over with grumbling over our bus driver who made us get home late...!!!
and i still rememeber we used to hate eating that moongi ki daaal we she used to make us have....in the afternoon....bt yet we always had it.(cribbing)!

a parent a friend a gradian ,she was there to take my side always when i had a fight with ne one at home except when it was gaurav when she didnt!!LOL
as smiling as she always was , 1st to get ready when ever it was about goin out n craved to have chole bhturey and ice cream.

my tv serial partner , my sewing partner , my bhajan partener , my wool shoping parter , who always said." koi nai ho gaya na... hun tension laen da ki phayeda"
who always said there always a next time. , a beam of positivity in the house , who made all quarells end with a smile.always up to date with local navbharat times news!
who would read all i rote and listen all i sang.
who would love the cakes that i baked.
the 1st one to see me in this world....
and i was the last she saw...

i wish i could eat all the besan ka parathaas she made still over and over again and not crib about the moongi ki daaal.!
not fight with her when she took gauravs side.
coz i miss her...now.


Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
and she's always gone too long
anytime she goes away.

Wonder this time where she's gone,
wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
and this house just ain't no home
anytime she goes away.

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know

Hey, I ought to leave the young thing alone,
but ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
only darkness everyday.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone,
and this house just ain't no home
anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.
Anytime she goes away.

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a pre read thought -" may its one of those how to live a better life types of books which taught you what to do and what not to do"
and a post read thought .._ It IS , one of those books which tell you how to look towards your life...like normal, nothing extraordinary, yet in a diffrent way...
but somethng that made this peice of work special was....it does not tell you whats right and whats wrong , it has a guide book but its dosnt guide you. what it does is...it makes you break the world of illusions that u live in called^^ reality^^ for letting you know the reality ~of the actual world of ^illusion^!

a messiah who preaches , a messiah who follows , a messiah unguided~~ an messiah yet so reluctant.

" a good messiah hates nothing and is free to walk any path he walks" one the most powerful lines because of the part .. "he hates nothing". Hating is an act performed only when you want to perform it, when u feel u can do nthng about except hating. u sit there and hate the task itself. a good messiah would rather walk off...instead of sitting , waiting and hating. He has no time to hate.He is free to remain de attached.

"there is no problem so big that cannot be run away from"..-- i dont noe why i loved this one... not that i believe in it, but there is tottaly a diffrent way of looking at it...!!! it might have a negative connotation heading towards the theory of escapisim ,but to me it said.. like a good messiah would not look at a problem as a problem..if he wants to solve it ( run away or watver) he can solve it.!

the novel rotates around the fundamental concept of ^^loci of control^^...not in a way that you are the god and the world rotates around you .Rather it says the world is how u percieve it...you have the power to rule your enviorment because the enviorment is a reflection of your own self.you can control .
if u wish for somthng as small as a feather to a plane , imagine , think , so descreetly, so much so that you open your eyes and you find it floating in front of you. That is the power of longing and yearning that you realize the thing you wanted is there at that moment , and this satisfaction that you attain is much more , than what you would have attained when the real of it would have been presented before you. As the guide book says "" fictional characters are sometimes more real than people of bodies with heartbeats.


the book instills in you a self belief by making the "real world" a victim. at the cost of transformation from reality to illusion you step into a aura of confidence and power. "if you want freedom and joy so much , cant you see , its not any whre outside of you , say you have it and you have it act as if its yours and its yours"

it makes you belive every man is a messiah when u encounter a change in man who could say " i got to thinking wow, all i have to do is to stay with this this guy and there will be no problems , nothing bad will happen and all will be fine" into a person who who dint need any one excpet some rules of the guide book and the messiah in his dreams.

some lines which touched me the most were--
" if your happiness depends on what somebody else does , i guess you have a problem "

and

" stagnation can never be perfection , change is perfection".


"we can not die , we cannot hurt ourselves any more that illusions on the screen can be hurt . but we can believe we are hurt in whatevr agonizing detail we want we can belive "
and yet the messiah is killed because he was away from normal , diffrent , perfect becuase "he" was the change . and masses and the mob who thought alike , whose thoughts were the same and stagnant, thought of him as a black sheep.

but there is smthng which tells you by the end ... there is nothing right or wrong in the hand book of the messiah . its only if you want to accept it. that was all his learning and by the end would be yours too. he had learned to live and believe in what he had wanted .. that were his teachings and so he makes you belive that no matter what the "last line"of the "hand book" does say , time and space dimensions exist and its all an illusion .
but all said and done why did the cover say" adventures of a reluctant messiah"???

i kept searching for the answer to one of questions the messiah left unanswered " how can you choose a diffrent past?" literally or figuratively.and i realized i dint really learn what the book wanted me to by the end... you know why because the book itself told me " never to let a book replace my own thinking".

sonal...!