Tuesday, November 29, 2016

How I see Art?

I just wish many people learned about art, and in fact, I wish that many do pursue art. There is beauty in every little thing, in your pain and in your joyous days, in those little algebraic formula to shapes in those geometry, in those disproportionate to symmetrical figures, in those shades of colours to mere black and white films, in those conspiracies to accidents, in life and in death, in love and hatred, in dying leaves to blooming flowers, in those patterns of abstract to mere straight lines, in your scars and in your untouched skin,  in your infancy to maturity, in your foolishness to wisdom, and not to forget, in your farts and poops!

Monday, November 21, 2016

The Year that was 2016.

Every year, I try to review over what had happened? I always like to stop myself from all the hassle that goes around, and actually review, review the year's events. This has always made me remember things and think about what I should do in future. 

Friday, November 4, 2016

Music And Us.

You know there was a time, when music and songs made sense? Yes, they made sense. Even Anuradha Paudwal's bhajans made sense then, yes, the very songs about Jai Ganesha and Kunchai Bihari. It's simple, no rocket science in there, basically back in those days, lyrics were crafted well, people put thoughts in them and weren't they melodies, hymns and rhythms? Oh they all made sense. And not to forget all those singers had some melody and soothing voices.