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The train track.
[wrote this several months ago, finally illustrated it haha] The walk from the entrance of the railway station to the coach of the train can be extremely tiring – especially if it’s a summer afternoon in Chennai, and you’re huffing and puffing with two huge luggage bags and a backpack (which have items enough for nearly an entire lifetime). By the time you spot your designated coach (waiting in…
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The neon-ness.
It was the silent hour of the night. Ironically, my mind was at it’s loudest self. Yeah, a million thoughts were running in my head. Scrambling, rather. None of it made sense. I stared at the blank ceiling, lost in thoughts. I drifted away to the times when glow-in-the-dark stars were a fascination. The excitement of those little neon green stars illuminating the pitch dark room, ahh. Those were…
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The priority play.
Nearly half a year has whizzed past. In the blink of an eye, almost. Just yesterday did it seem like the start of a new year, with high hopes and elevated targets. Now, as I look back, it does look like things are going downhill, not quite the way I’d wanted it to go. I happened to open my blogsite after ages. To clarify, it wasn’t accidental, rather, it was an impulsive, yet slick click of the…
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The untouched pages.
Circa the pre-Covid era. It was a fine day, a finer evening. Mainly because it was the annual ritual of visiting the book fair. It was quite a day. Chaotic, to be more precise – I can recall scurrying my way through the bibliophilic crowd, hopping from one book stall to another, attempting to grab my hands on almost every catchy novel ever. My hands were full and so were my shopping bags (in…
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Wallpaper worthy?
Ah, the picturesque scenery was pretty pleasing. The clouds were comfortably lounging in the vast canvas of the sky. Underneath the dense canopy of trees, was the babbling brook, reflecting the rays of the sun. Well, this seemed to wipe away my weariness, and I longed to stroll down the rocky trail. As I edged closer to get a better view, poof! The laptop screen flickers, the Windows wallpaper…
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The break.
A pretty day, with pretty much nothing to do. Sounds like a distant dream, right? Gone are the days when we can simply-sit-still. Literally do nothing. Or in today’s lingo, ‘just chill’. When was the last time you didn’t skip an Ad on TV, cause you had a ton of time in hand? Or wait, when was the last time you watched TV, without glancing at your watch? When did you last visit the grocery shop…
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The clockwork mundane.
The week was young, the weather was pleasant. And so was my mood. I was brimming with happy vibes, and I could barely wait to spread it around. (sounds lame, but clarifying- I meant spreading energy, not the virus xD) Just as I was building castles and beginning to zone out of reality, into nothingness – ‘tring!’ my phone popped up with a reminder. For something. Something that needed my…
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The next phase.
Day 365, year 2021. Starring me. I was staring at the sky, from my balcony. My mind was as clouded as the crowded sky. Fluffy thoughts were floating in my head, like a cluster of grey clouds. The puffy clouds drifted away with such swiftness, that I could see the clear, azure sky. It suddenly dawned on me that within hours, the current year’s resolutions would lapse. I immediately rushed inside,…
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The cube.
The other day, I was lolling around with a lollipop, and simultaneously LOL-ing at The Big Bang Theory (for the n-th time). That’s when I noticed something in one of the episodes- a tissue box shaped like a Rubik’s cube. Well, that was ‘Interesting, Very Interesting’ (insert Sheldon’s voice). After internally appreciating this novel idea, I decided to read my novel. As I opened my cupboard-…
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The lethargic bolt.
It was the last day of August 2021. I was settling down for lunch. As usual my tummy rumbled. To my amusement, the Earth had rumbled too! Funny enough, the Libran spirit in me sensed the imbalance- I felt a whirring sensation. The jolt was a bolt from the blue!! The tremors in Chennai toned down almost immediately. But my excitement of its occurrence didn’t. And it kind of set the tone for the…
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The saving saga.
Around half a decade ago, Sophie Kinsella’s ‘Shopaholic’ series was one of my favorites. The protagonist Becky, is a shopaholic who’s weak spot is spending- without a limit. She falls prey to anything that catches her fancy. The story progresses with humorous elements, and after several attempts to control her compulsive spending, Becky finally overcomes her obsession. I was just updating the…
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The hues of Zeus.
The hues of Zeus.
By now, you would’ve probably realized that my posts these days draw inspiration from the sky. This too is no different. Don’t ask me why- just read on till the end, you’ll understand. Last Friday, the weather was sultry, and so was my mood. I’d reached a stage when routine seemed boring. Even the smallest of tasks irritated me. All I needed was a change. With these strands of thoughts rooted in…
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Last week, one evening, I was staring at the sun long enough, that I noticed a grey cloud crossing it- as though cutting the sun midway. I got all excited and snapped photos of it right away. I was correlating the visually appealing sun with a burger-bun, and began chanting ‘bun-sun’ in some random raga. That’s when my Amma quipped in, saying that my words of blabber (bun-sun) sounded like ‘Bunsen burner‘. (FYI, Bunsen Burner is a heating equipment used in science laboratories) Oh well, this statement by Amma sparked this summery post. On Sunday, it was scorching at 6 pm. Heat waves penetrated through the glass window, directly towards me. The fan was swiveling in its own tune; beads of sweat trickled down my glasses and there I was, vigorously swinging my notebook back and forth in one hand, while also sipping a glass of mango Tang in the other. A typical summer-evening, it was. I immediately felt the urge to paint a picture of the sun- the Mega Bunsen Burner. It took exactly 15-minutes to paint the bun-sun scenery I’d clicked earlier (I used watercolors). It was extremely satisfactory to capture this warm and dusky memory although it wasn't as perfect as expected. //Watching the big ball of fire retreat behind the fluffy clouds gives a sense of warmth in our hearts, which ironically cools/ calms us. It’s a feel-good thing, watching the same sun disappear in a different manner everyday. //Later, while digging into a file of ‘philes’, I came across this beautiful term- opacarophile. It means ‘lover of sunsets’. Are you also an opacarophile ? Well, I think, this pretty much brings us to the sunset of this post!! . . . #blogger #fortheday #art #sunset #aesthetics #mood #sun #sunday #opacarophile (at Chennai, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPxKpvTDUPW/?utm_medium=tumblr
The Bun-sun burner.
Last week, one evening, I was staring at the sun long enough, that I noticed a grey cloud crossing it- as though cutting the sun midway. I got all excited and snapped photos of it right away. I was correlating the visually appealing sun with a burger-bun, and began chanting ‘bun-sun’ in some random raga. That’s when my Amma quipped in, saying that my words of blabber (bun-sun) sounded like…
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The Validation.
Oh well, before I forget, last week- as soon as I’d got up, I went online, to find snapshots of inked fingers pointing towards me. Well, they’d probably posted them to prove themselves. But then, something irrelevant struck me. I recalled something I’d learnt when I was young- ‘when you point one finger at someone, three other fingers are pointed towards yourself.’ Now, what’s happening here?…
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Continuing the mini mythological series, here's one of my latest paintings of the divine Lakshmi Narasimha. Hope this animated version of the 4th Dasāvatar, and His consort bring a cute little smile on your faces. 🦁🌿 . . . . . #anjanasartcorner #gods #acrylicart #viral #art #artgram #postoftheday #positivevibes #power #halflion #narasimha #dasavatharam #avatar #lakshmi #bright #garden #nofilter #feelinggood #powercouple #artistsupport #support #artoftheday (at Chennai, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMJ6_bDDvWr/?igshid=148n9ifmuv31s
Made this microwave eggless choco-nut cake with minimal ingredients, and trust me, it tasted so yummm! 😋 The cake was dense yet soft, fudgy, and spongy- it was our perfect evening snackie. Also, tried my hand at food photography. How's the click, which features my artwork in the background? Let me know :) (at Chennai, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CL1loRZDedr/?igshid=1dkdb9pfjvpfk