HOLDING THE SECRETS OF THE VOID-RAMBLINGS OF MY HEART

“A line, a cup, a fold of the carpet
I gather the creases
Finding emotions under the gatherings
Years are marked
From the age of innocence
Stained
Till the moment of truth that will come
Tears and smiles are no longer separate
I lie down
Reminiscing and dismissing
Weaving the memories lived and moments kept
With a warm touch of pashmina
Holding the secrets of the void.”
Drawn towards the idiosyncrasies of existence, my works are reflections of my emotional responses to the flow of life through the passages of time and circumstance, collectively addressed as experiences. Amongst these emotions, some come to the fore, some hide in the stillness within. I call it “Ramblings of my Heart”. The imagery is derived from the mundane as well as the chaotic. This ongoing series collectively serves as a thread with which to weave together and understand the fragmented tapestry of our life
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