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An ancient rock looks like dragon egg on the bank of the ferocious ocean and dark skies is all a terrific combination. It was tempting to create a visual art through body movements and fabric.

A tribute to the forest enchantress NEELA who is still alive in the minds of millions across India. Villages where she is mentioned in bedtime stories or by the fireside. The seductive, beautiful and powerful demigoddess who rules the interior of forest where no one dares to venture.

A continuous stream of energy flows down from the mountaintop into the valley. She is gentle yet incredibly powerful—an elemental force both sensual and fierce. Refreshing, cold, and full of life. She cannot be owned, yet she lives within all of us.

A sky darkened with clouds,A wild wind roaring through,And the sea, raging in its own stormy rhythm. In that moody afternoon,The poet...

Whenever I watch paintings or  sculptures from the masters  of medical or ancient Bharat a sense of calm enters into my mind. My gaze travels across the artwork in a rhythm that they have found in nature and poured it into their artwork.

 The world awakens from the sleep when she greets them with her smile. She is the messenger who breathes life into everyone. She is Usha.

She is the one who sings her own tune irrespective of your opinions. She exists on her own vibing with the cosmic music.

थक कर, हार कर, एक दिन तुम आओगे, सब कुछ छोड़, सब कुछ भूल मेरी गोद में विश्राम पाओगे।

I always question beliefs or ideas whenever I feel there is something wrong with what people say and my intuition speaks. We are taught...

दिवस आणि रात्रीच्या सीमेवरती घुटमळणारी ती वेळ. दिवसभराची लगबग संपलेली आणि जरा कुठे उसंत मिळाली असताना सायंकाळ हळुवारपणे येते. कुणाचा तरी जीव

She stands, a vision of grace, draped in moonlight’s tender weave—A white saree flowing like mist over silent earth’s sleeve.The blue of her

Whatever that defies our logic or fixed moral norms suddenly shocks us collectively. But if looked deep within that same energy finds space

कौन थे वे हाथ, जिन्होंने पत्थरों में प्राण भरे? सैकड़ों हाथ, मन और हृदय एक संग खिले।

A woman who embraces her inner tigress carries these qualities within her. She endures life’s daily struggles with courage

what is sacred or pure ?  Anything that is beneficial to us becomes sacred to us. We preserve , respect and gives sanctity to that element o

या गवताळ कुरणावर वाऱ्यासोबत गप्पा गोष्टी करताना मी सर्वकाही विसरून जाते. ऊन, वारा आणि पाऊस यांच्या माऱ्यात देखील फुलणारी रानफुले पाहून मला क

वह तुम्हारी प्यास बुझाने वाली नहीं, बल्कि तुम्हारे भीतर का अथाह सागर दिखाने वाली है। बस यह तय करना है कि किसकी कहानी सुननी है और अपनी कहानी कैसे लिखनी है।

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