Shout and Whisper!

Sketches in Ink

Sketches Ahmedabad
Medium: Ink (black)
Jama Masjid, Old City


National Institute of Design, Ahmedabad

Sangath - Office of Ar. B.V Doshi

Jama Masjid

Jawahar Kala Kendra, Jaipur


Jama Masjid, Ahmedabad

Darkness

Golden temple.

Sone di zameen
beri de dwaar
lakhan akhiyan di aas
hathan di ardas
tu ve sajn
Na sikh, na hindi na hi muslim
main haan us sajn de chaar dwar

har parikarma di har ardas
har deep di har jot
koi apni jit te koi apni haar
le k aya tere ghar
koi tera upkar te koi teri shikayat
le k aya tere ghar


har kahani da ek aisa
sach jaanda
sirf tu

lakhan dilan di sun
har dil ch tere
layi ek sandes aya
dak nhi
par bhejan wala aya
na tera koi roop
na teri koi kahan

sahi kehni ae meri maa
vishwas te tiki ae zindagani
lakhan vishwas ne tikaya
tera sansar

hazaran meelan to khich
le aya tera vishwas.
sachi suchi thaan
te sacha sucha banda
aap hi khush
aap hi khushi hai

mere varge kavi di kavita
kisi chitrkaar de rang
kisi ragi da raag
kisi vyakti da vyaktitav
kisi zameen di pehchan
sajn ve,
aya tere ghar
vsa lae apna sansar

tera sarovar, sirf amrit nahi
par ek ek bande da dhedha hai
tere hon di vajah
sirf ramdas nhi
par ek ek bande di aas te pryaas hai
sajn ve tu vda
tera naam hor v vda

gumnaam hoke v tera vda naam.

Graffiti!

Inking

Inking

Charcoal

The Unknown Indian

During one of my journeys back home in our precious 'Indian Railways' , as usual i was staring out of the window, music in my ears and absorbing every bit of what i see. Suddenly i realize i should buy a professional camera, this was when the train slowed and it was crossing a station, a really long one.

The board read Phagwara Junction, just behind the board , sun was setting and i had a zooming out of its view. I turn my head look at the platform so  much stuff happening silently, some sadhus talking , 3 boys look at the train and smiling, some kids waiting and wondering what is happening and their families in the endless wait of the train, a couple at the other corner, they are close and the guy is younger, she was smiling and the train stopped with a jerk putting my focus on two sadhus. one of them was bathing with a cloth tied on his lower body and the other was done with his bath, he displayed an attire typical to the word Sadhu, a white super loose kurta and a dhoti, he seemed to be very comfortable, he was not wearing anything on his head and had long hair, he might have just had his head bath . Surprisingly he had a comb too and was untangling his hair, i searched for his turban there it was on the pillar, washed and getting ready to crown him. he was not aware of me noticing me, i wonder if he was then he must have not done things so naturally, he then took out took out a steel glass and a packet of food which was tucked safely between his blanket kept for next winters. he opens the packed and safely gets his wallet out and puts it into his kurta's inner pocket without letting the other sadhu know! Oh! His street smart skills and the horn blows I stare at him and I realize his entire life was in those 2 thailas and a blanket he had, he was homeless and i wonder after how long he had his such a luxurious bath.

He was just one out of millions of such sadhus in India. Either the situation or the desire, whatever the reason may be of their being, they know how to find happiness. the little happiness in having a bath on the station. For him nobody was looking at him in such a public place. He was so habitual to ignorance.

We aim for big shot lavish bungalows Jacuzzi and what not! I don't say that owning such things is bad but these things matter the least, just imagine this man had NOTHING like NOTHING. I cannot even imagine of surviving this way.

Now he may be a fraud but unknowingly he let me believe in happiness and he became the hero of this article.

Sometimes I feel Proud of Myself!

No matter how many times I've fallen and got hurt, No matter how many downs I have seen in my life, No matter how many rejections world has given me, No matter how many times I have hated myself, But every time one of these things happen life gives me a Bright reason to stand up clean the mess and move on!
Some times there are situations where i end up wondering and questioning the basic being of this world and me. Some times I just want to think about ME and let the world do hell with itself. Some times I just want to sit and cry all day long.
NO! wait! this is not just the story of ME but many of the ones who are reading this.
Often we think we are the only one who has been cursed but just think if we didn't have failures , we would have never be proud of our success. Our lives sometimes don't go the way we think it should, but does it mean we should stop thinking about better life.
Success and failure always go hand in hand but in all of this either the situation is bad or good there happen little incidences that make us pat our back! and off course these pats on our backs give us the strength to fight towards happiness. Even if we never had Huge successes but all of have little success. Everybody has different ones, either the happiness of having helped some one financially or helped someone with requirements of life Or the happiness after completing a birthday card. The perfect feeling of shouting on the top of world even after knowing we haven't done something great, but in our own inner self the feeling is great.
End of the day the little successes make your life a happy and successful life
and some times huge successes are never able to do what these little one can do.
Therefore, aim for huge success but don't ever forget to collect the little success too
Good luck!