(Oil on canvas)
The umbrella must be one of the most perverse human inventions. How it hinders the feel of rain on the skin! Education and judgment often robs the most intimate of emotions and experiences from our lives.
That said, nothing represents the rain as much as the umbrella. Curious, how some things are loved for what they symbolize, than for themselves!
And that holds true as much for people as for things.
I don’t remember at what point in life I stopped being religious. ‘Religious’ as in carrying out rituals in an attempt to appease the Gods for favours in return. Hailing from a ‘God-fearing’ (yes, fea
(Khaleej Times dated 15 Nov, 2022) Handling compliments have always been a tricky affair for me. There is a queasy quality about praise that gives our ego an instant fillip and in the very next instan
I recently noticed that in most pictures that I take with people, I have an arm around the shoulders of the other person. It is a curious habit that I have picked up unknowingly over a period. When I
