In Vysherti's Shoes

A few photographs from Odisha - Bhubhaneshwar, Konark, Raghurajpur and Puri (December 2009)

Raghurajpur: The Girl who blew bubbles!

The Social Map of Raghurajpur: the village where Pattachitra originated.

A beach at Puri

The Sun Temple at Konark

A Stupa somewhere in-between Puri and Konark

Raghurajpur: Odisha (December 2009)

The village where pattachitra originated. A very fascinating small village with exceptionally intriguing artwork!

The Sun Temple at Konark

An Experiment with Watercolours!

Sketching trip To Odisha (December 2009)

A few random thoughts that occurred to me in the flight and on the airport!

Waiting For Totoro..!

Waiting for Totoro!

Lost...

I shouldn't be putting this painting up untill I get assessed for it but I really wanted to post my fisrt oil on canvas painting...!!!

Great Stellar Dodecahedron

First try at Modular Origami..!

I Don't Know How, I Don't Know Why...

The first time when I saw you,

My eyes didn't believe what they saw.

I'd never felt like this before

My feelings even on canvas I couldn't draw...

You held my gaze for a while,

The least I could do was smile.

I don't know how, and I don't know why

You smiled back and made me feel shy...

I became your friend or at least I thought I was,

Little had I known that I was falling for a lost cause.

I don't know how, I don't know why

I kept falling like an eagle from the the sky...

Even when you told me you liked someone else,

I continued to fall hoping it was all pretense.

I don't know how, I don't know why

My heart clouds my reason every time I cry...

I still wondered about you late into the night,

I knew we'd be perfect together then smiled in delight.

I don't know how, I don't know why

I thought about how you loved her then thought it was a lie...

I knew you were popular, I knew I was an outcast,

Still I dared to climb now I am way up the mast.

I don't know how, I don't know why

You're still my sail no matter how much the wind might try...

Then you went and asked her out,

It killed me to watch you I wanted to shout.

I don't know how I don't know why

I still cared about you that way and sighed...

I still wonder, about when you shall see,

That you and I are meant to be.

I don't know when and don't know why

But I'm hoping that you might at least try...

Stereotypes