Fruits

Neighbourhood

Lately however I have developed a fondness towards old houses, architecture and cultural heritage. Just that, I don't know why!

Life

 

This is my view towards the activities of man

Trial

Alley

It was a sunday. I was returning home after a long, tiresome journey. My legs were aching and eyes were drooping. All I wanted was stretch myself somewhere. But there's no option other than to reach home and use my own bed. Suddenly the policeman on duty at the bus station told me that the bus I was waiting for was not running that day and the next bus to my place was after one and a quarter hour later. I wasn't surprised at all. It happens to me all the time. So I found a place to sit down as my legs were aching bad enough to stand. But I had to spend that much time there. Then it occurred to me why should not I draw something. Luckily I had the supplies with me. This was the alley I was sitting opposite to. It was the first time I was doing some real-time drawing. So this is it.

Masquerade

Boy!

Impatience has always been my greatest enemy ever. In a contemplative evening, it occurred to me that the collective impact of despair and pacimism was stopping my movement not only forward, but also to every other direction. I had to wait till 11:00 pm to decide whether I am right or not. Free thinking and optimism. Where I stand in life wasn't my choice. Democracy, political chaos, demonetization, economic imbalance, unemployment, art, culture and society all were taken for granted. If my wishes were done would I be having the same face that I have now? No. But if I am that fortunate, I would certainly miss one facial expression. The expression in this drawing.

An old drawing