Life’s been full of colours & now it’s all about sharing these moments:) A few strokes on this canvas of life, melting pot of cherished moments, distillation of feelings, extracts of thoughts tightly inter woven into the fabric of complex emotions expressed through the ancient medium of art, shared by the modern facilities offered by technology. I invite you to linger a while and explore these images of life and hope they impart you as much pleasure as they did to me during their creation:)
There is something magical about moments: whether they are embedded in joyous syrup or profound sadness, soaked in amity or enmity or effervescent with flashes of solace or an unfounded argument. The tree of life sheds off the moments in utter deluge. With passage of time, every moment finds its destiny, turning from living green to the memorable pink in the silhouette of experience. Some of the moments are charmed, few are enchanting and only a chosen few haunt. With the magnanimity of the seamless sky, they flow and ebb; creating a compendium of memories in every living soul. No two moments are same. They capture various hues of human soul and thoughts; embed an entire array of life. They are by nature cosmos of life in the minuscule form; with every moment mirroring the essence of life similar to the Tree which begets its quaint charms.
Amit you are right! It is about moments and experience. There is more to this, but its best to hear the audience perspective... The intricacies of the masterpiece is not shown on the blog... :)
For this one, my inspiration is this poem by Gulzar -
bas ek lamahe ka jhagda tha.... dar-o-deevaar par aise chhanaake se giree aavaaj jaise kaanch girata hai har ek shay me gee, udatee huee, jalatee huee kirachiyaa najar me, baat me, lahaje me soch aur saans ke andar
Deepak, its so wonderful to see you write again :D:D:D When do i get to see more of it... we are all waiting :D
contd...
lahoo hona tha ek rishte ka, so vo ho gaya us din usee aavaaj ke tukade utha kar farsh se us shab kisee ne kaat lee nabje na kee aavaaj tak kuchh bhee ki koee jaag na jae bas ek lamahe ka zagada tha… - Gulzar
Bas ek lamhein ka jhagda Aur ek umra ki Judaai Ye sath kaisa tha Ki hum dilon ke fasale sinchte the.. Tere agosh ki garmi mein bhi Barf si ek nabz dhoondhte the Jin palon se jindagi sajee thi, Har lamha use yun hi kuredte the.. Kyun toot kar bhi tujhse, Tere sath ka wo ehsaas Har raat meri ankhon mein ubharta hai...
There is something magical about moments: whether they are embedded in joyous syrup or profound sadness, soaked in amity or enmity or effervescent with flashes of solace or an unfounded argument. The tree of life sheds off the moments in utter deluge. With passage of time, every moment finds its destiny, turning from living green to the memorable pink in the silhouette of experience. Some of the moments are charmed, few are enchanting and only a chosen few haunt. With the magnanimity of the seamless sky, they flow and ebb; creating a compendium of memories in every living soul. No two moments are same. They capture various hues of human soul and thoughts; embed an entire array of life. They are by nature cosmos of life in the minuscule form; with every moment mirroring the essence of life similar to the Tree which begets its quaint charms.
ReplyDeleteAmit you are right! It is about moments and experience. There is more to this, but its best to hear the audience perspective... The intricacies of the masterpiece is not shown on the blog... :)
DeleteFor this one, my inspiration is this poem by Gulzar -
bas ek lamahe ka jhagda tha....
dar-o-deevaar par aise chhanaake se giree aavaaj
jaise kaanch girata hai har ek shay me gee,
udatee huee, jalatee huee kirachiyaa
najar me, baat me, lahaje me soch aur saans ke andar
Cheers :D
Us ek lamhe main pattiyan jhad hi gayi
ReplyDeleteGiri jahan, woh zameen bhi uski thi,
aur woh saaya bhi uska tha
Bus ek lamhe ka jhagda tha
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ReplyDeleteDeepak, its so wonderful to see you write again :D:D:D
DeleteWhen do i get to see more of it... we are all waiting :D
contd...
lahoo hona tha ek rishte ka, so vo ho gaya us din
usee aavaaj ke tukade utha kar
farsh se us shab kisee ne kaat lee nabje
na kee aavaaj tak kuchh bhee
ki koee jaag na jae
bas ek lamahe ka zagada tha…
- Gulzar
Write more...
Neha
Bas ek lamhein ka jhagda
ReplyDeleteAur ek umra ki Judaai
Ye sath kaisa tha
Ki hum dilon ke fasale sinchte the..
Tere agosh ki garmi mein bhi
Barf si ek nabz dhoondhte the
Jin palon se jindagi sajee thi,
Har lamha use yun hi kuredte the..
Kyun toot kar bhi tujhse,
Tere sath ka wo ehsaas
Har raat meri ankhon mein ubharta hai...
tere saath ka woh ehsaas, har raat ankhon mein ubharta hai...!
DeleteThe feeling described by you is poignant... that of missing and fading flavors but the taste still lingers on and on and on... :)
It reminds me of your poem written in the blue notebook :D
Cheers :D:D:D