Oil Painting
At times, a painting is an extract of an artist’s diary, each strokes and lines concealing fragmented memories and emotions. Its secret blatant but far from exposed. Other times, partake of familiar behavioral… Continue reading
Tripping and lumbering down the dirt path, several clumsy slips on the tiny muddy roads, I had an arduous time keeping up with the native guides. A young native treaded ahead of me… Continue reading
* Like a resurrection ship, sails battered and worn, A mast so dangerously inclined, that left mortals aghast, On a compass bearing faith, intertwined with fate Away from her anchored harbour, ambles forth.… Continue reading
That very night above the rumbling sea and clapping waves, beneath the alluring night sky, it felt as though it was just me alone with Mother Nature. It was almost paradise. I made… Continue reading
I’m dreaming of a place. That place, so far away. Keep praying they say, for somehow, as though a flick of wand, or a sprinkle of wishing dust, the prayers will be heard… Continue reading
Let the sun seep through The whispering trees We wear the scars So evident they could see * Let me fall and bleed For a love so obscure Yet the beacon of light… Continue reading
Sun We see it, feel it – That golden hue blazing from afar. Bask in the light of the sun, you will feel its warmth, abundant and glorified. At that moment, it’s hard… Continue reading