meandering path

walking path towards a pavement seeming the hardest and the craziest decisions at this point. walking on the path of faith . lets see what it has to offer.

god bless

next leg

packing bags for the next journey. a time to think, to revel, to trade, to love, to believe, to walk, to breathe, to live.

embracing with what lies ahead.

scared as shit but excited too like a little child. with eyes shining, wide-eyed. i pack for the next leg of my journey.

see you all, in the next

love to all.

We are born to live, to breathe, to believe, to walk, to love...

To make this journey possible...want your world, live your world, walk your world and most of all believe in your dreams. Cause they are really possible to come true.

lines

the first time i started to paint was when my mum gave me a piece of paper and some pencils to keep me busy. i just loved scribbling, always. i enjoyed every bit of it, of how lines formed on their own with this thing in my hand as i continuously ran over the paper. it amazed me. my father later went ahead and everytime he stepped out of the house, bought me colorpencils of different types. i still have some of them!!

my little sister joined me while i drew, and we had a lot of fun together

my grandfather taught me how to stick to lines and stroke

friends believed in my work and wanted a piece of it..

my man pushed and pushes me to continue my work, inspite of many low-times...

and all of you encourage me and enjoy my painting. i thank each of you to take time to view my work ...

many times i paint for myself and many times i paint with all of you in my mind...and it always did and still always amaze me how each of you take time to see my work and believe in it.

thankyou all and god bless.

encouragement

you give me encouragement always, you inspire me, you give me love ...you keep me going.

why do i paint

i am asked many times why do i paint, what do i think, what is it.

i am left silent.

the only answer i got, i paint coz i love to paint.

breakfree

a free mind, a free spirit... is difficult to find when you bound yourself with other boundaries of unnecessary clutter. clutter which only adds up and leaves dust on your gateway to freedom. its time to dust off the dust, clean up the clutter, start fresh. a new beginning, a new life of journey. something that we were brought here to.