The Lonely Sea

Wanted to try out something different with pixlar and couldn't think of anything really nice so decided to just let it flow. Always had this image of a boat struggling against the deadly sea. Wandering, beaten down but never defeated. Waiting to reach the shore. Waiting to live. And somehow it felt so true to our lives, we fight endlessly, with ourselves, our minds, our worlds, believing that someday life would be better. My dedication to all of us mellow fighters down there. Waiting, fighting, struggling, Winning!!!

Ganesha

One of my first experiments with Pixlar. My experiments have always been attempts to paint my mind using simple brush strokes. It was Ganesh Chaturthi and the mood was more than festive. As I sat down unaware of what to do with the brush provided, I decided to close my eyes and visualize what was going on in my mind. And all I could think about was the Lord. In all His simplicity, the strokes have brought about my vision of someone whom I have been praying to for the last 14 years. A dedication to someone who is always there.

The Ballad of Phoney Gray: First Step

Born out on the dull blue floor,
Growing slowly on chips and more.
Was born he shiny, painfully lone,
packed in the box, which would be home.

This is the ballad of Phoney Gray,
Made of metal, born in a tray,
This is the ballad of Phoney Gray,
Silent as is or talking through a ray.

Nahin

Rikshaw hai jo rukta nahin,
Bus hai jo dikhta nahin,
Paer hain jo chalte nahin,
Manzil hai jo aati nahin.

Dost hain jo milte nahin,
Dushman hain jo pighalte nahin,
Pyar hai jo khilta nahin,
Tanhai hai jo jaati nahin.