The Lady
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Excerpts from bygone times.......I remember....and love to.....1.1
3 Days in the new school. And I was appointed the class monitor. Again this time, for a weird unimportant reason. I was sitting in the front most row ; closest to him. Identified simple target, therefore killed. Not like my old previous school where I used to be class monitor just because I was tallest in class. In higher classes later, nobody else was interested. (They were partying, having “tafri” around, and busy in mainstream bird-watching).Well, I am not complaining. But maybe it was just like you can guess the future. “I always knew I will be given responsibilities again and again, doesn’t matter how boring it might be, doesn’t matter if I will be interested even or not, they just will be pinned on me. And I will always try to match their expectations. The expectations will keep going high, no matter how I perform. I will go on working selflessly, like a donkey after the carrot attached to his own hood, right in front of him.” I knew I will be a good employee someday. Because th...
Angel Eyes....
Time for 1 more sketch to leave the matt paper and reach my viewers......ye bhi khuraafaat puraani hi hai.....bas thoda computer pe touch up de diya hai ise.....copy cats ko leke aaj kal thoda senti honaa zaroori jaan padta hai.....:)) comments are welcome as always.... Yours, Sakht Jaani
Aankhon ki Gustaakhiyaan maaf hon!....:)
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June 4, 2007....I was on the train for my journey back To Ranchi when I made this sketch.I got aboard the train at bangalore and I remember it was some stop in between where these nice eyes came on the front seat of Mine.This conservative Muslim girl, obviously was in burkha, thoroughly covered except eyes....and Believe me, I relived the 'Bombay' and 'Dil se' Romance next 38 hrs. in the train.Heights of sheer idiocy,immaturity,adoloscence,bravery,or whatever you call, I decided to sketch this girl....:)) Mission: सामने लड़की की आँखों की sketch (बुरखे में ), Risks: the model(वो लड़की ख़ुद ),बगल में उसके बाबूजी (लुंगी और कुरते में )और साथ में एक दो और मर्द (शायद उन खातून के पति या रिश्तेदार ), मेरे बगल में बैठी हुई अम्मा (60-65 yrs), कोई एक और हजरत , एक 8-10 साल का बच्चा और बाकी हटिया -यशवंतपुर express की चहल पहल ... Disturbances: हिल्ती हुई Train, शोर -शराबा, पकड़े जाने का डर , limited space, और sketch को चोरी छिपे बन...
Let your hands(your work) shout on your behalf..:)
Don't we sometimes feel that anger, that ferocity against something; sometimes the system,a person or the society itself that we could have done better if we were at that position which stands otiose presently. I oftenly see that rage bubbling in my veins when I see this inefficiency in work..... Yes I do get angry....just like others....Eyelashes flexed, ears elicitedly turn red, deep breath and sigh....when i used to be small(read TINY), i used to cry....when grew up a little bit, I used to fight(readf BEAT)....and subsequently learnt to fall into an arguament..... Got to read something about anger in YajurVeda some time, AKRAN KARMA KARMA KRITAHA SAHA VACHA MAYOBHUVA !! NA AETU MANAHA PUNAHA KRATVE DAKSHAYA JEEVAME JYOK CHA SURYADRISHE!! “Hatred and anger leads to unhappiness, pain and misery.So, one should always be soft-spoken and all;'karma-yogis' should tread on the path of righteousness.” In due time,the ways of showing anger gave me once ...
Dil ki Khalish....
bada accha sher mila kahiin aaj padhne ko...aap sab ki khidmat mein pesh hai.... "Afsurda o pasmarda nazar aate ho har dam, na chehre pe woh ronak na aankhon mein ujaala, kya chheen liya dil ka sukoon tujhse kisi ne, yaa rooth gaya tujhse tera chahne wala." - Sukhanwar Sakht jaani
