Diffrent Strokes : An Artist’s World in Ink & Colors


Krishna and Radha in Ink

Krishna and Radha in Ink


To become truly immortal, a work of art must escape all human limits: logic and common sense will only interfere. But once these barriers are broken, it will enter the realms of childhood visions and dreams.
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Micheal Angelo once said that the true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection. Some day back I came across a gifted artist from the city of Nawabs – Lucknow, India.

I want to introduce to my readers this magnificent artist and an excellent human being.. also a great friend. 🙂

Pankaj Gupta : the Artist par excellence

Pankaj Gupta : the Artist par excellence

Pankaj Gupta is an acclaimed self learned freelance artist whose drawings and paintings won my heart the moment I saw them.He was born on 12th July. His father is a Doctor & was a Govt, Officer…Retired as Director General Of Medical & Health,Uttar Pradesh. He chose to paint his dreams in ink and colors and gave to us some of the most brilliant work of art.

It is rarely one sees such a gifted artist who can make figures on paper come alive by sheer genius of his talent. This is not just a promotional blog but an appreciation of all the love and feelings which has gone into his work of art.

We as writers, artists try to bring out the beauty of life through words, colors, music, dance and any such form and I as a creative person wanted to support and encourage this awesome artist.

Pankaj had his first show in the year Oct2004 in Lalit Kala
Academy,Lucknow,since than he has had almost 13 solo shows all over
India.

All his shows have been associated with a social cause, be it for Tsunami victims, Autistic kids, Girl Child, HIV, OR Global peace…

.City of Holy Sins”…is a series in which he tries to portray the pain & pathetic conditions of widows in Banaras. There are many other ink drawings and oil paintings which will win the heart of any art lover.

In Support of Social Cause

In Support of Social Cause

This makes his work stand out even more. For “Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.” ~ Henry Ward Beecher

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He says, ” I feel that whatever we can see by our 3rd artistic eye, a non artistic person can not see or feel that..so it is our moral duty that we should try to paint or project those feelings in our work..& make this world a more beautiful place to live.”

Pankaj has had solo shows at State Lalit Kala Academy, Lucknow, Central Drug & Research Institute, State Lalit Kala Academy,Lucknow, Kashi Vidhyapeet , Varanasi, Birla Academy of Arts & Culture, Kolkotta, Baroda,Gujrat, and Lalit Kala Kendra (Regional Center),Lucknow.

and Group show at

Akhil Bhartiya Kala Mela” Allahabad.

He got rave reviews from the press at various times

Indian Express Lucknow 31st Jan 2005

A wave of sympathy………

Hindustan Times Lucknow 20th April 2006

Businessman and painter …………

The Pioneer Lucknow 14th October 2006

Pankaj paints girl child’s sorrow…………

Times of India Lucknow 20th October 2006

Strokes in support of the girl child………..

In support of girl child

In support of girl child

The Statement Kolkotta 28th June 2007

a painting exhibition by Pankaj…………

Times Of India Lucknow 3rd Nov 2007

‘ Cause it was all about art………

All those who want to meet Pankaj or buy his labor of love can contact him at

Email Add: pankajnicky@gmail.com

Cell: 09935048045. Ph: 0522-2768196.


Those who are in Delhi can attend his solo exhibition

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You are cordially invited for a painting exhibition of his works”epitome of love”@ press club of India,1 Raisina Marg,New Delhi..from 10th July to 20th July.

I wish him good luck for his future projects and hope that many of you who are interested in encouraging creative talent will appreciate this young man.

“Art is made of love, heart, creation and feelings; you go deep inside to find an artist of beautiful creation. A creation from an artist isn’t just a drawing, or a painting but a feeling or a thing that lives inside. Art is creation from people’s hearts. Art brings out personality and love. Art is the feeling of Joy.” ~ A.B. sixth grade student of Mr. Cipalla

Go realize your dreams and color the canvas of millions of hearts across the universe Pankaj ..we are with you .

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Remembering MJ.. your music lives on …


MJ is no more .. the magic he created with his magical voice and with his exceptional dancing talent he still rules the hearts of millions and for people like us who grew with his music it is unbelievable.

He died a broken man , his life and death ridden with controversies but his music healed many a broken hearts. He did charities the world will remember and filled our world with music that absolutely no one can make again.

Who are we to judge this legend and for that matter anyone..

He will be missed greatly but his contribution to the world of music will live in our hearts till the last breath ..

May he rest in peace ..

Here are the top three songs I love of MJ among many others which rued my heart as a teenage girl .. He had a child in him that never grew up and that made him unique as a person ..

I play them here as a tribute to him.

“Heal The World”

There’s A Place In
Your Heart
And I Know That It Is Love
And This Place Could
Be Much
Brighter Than Tomorrow
And If You Really Try
You’ll Find There’s No Need
To Cry
In This Place You’ll Feel
There’s No Hurt Or Sorrow

There Are Ways
To Get There
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
Make A Better Place…

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

If You Want To Know Why
There’s A Love That
Cannot Lie
Love Is Strong
It Only Cares For
Joyful Giving
If We Try
We Shall See
In This Bliss
We Cannot Feel
Fear Or Dread
We Stop Existing And
Start Living

Then It Feels That Always
Love’s Enough For
Us Growing
So Make A Better World
Make A Better World…

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

And The Dream We Were
Conceived In
Will Reveal A Joyful Face
And The World We
Once Believed In
Will Shine Again In Grace
Then Why Do We Keep
Strangling Life
Wound This Earth
Crucify Its Soul
Though It’s Plain To See
This World Is Heavenly
Be God’s Glow

We Could Fly So High
Let Our Spirits Never Die
In My Heart
I Feel You Are All
My Brothers
Create A World With
No Fear
Together We’ll Cry
Happy Tears
See The Nations Turn
Their Swords
Into Plowshares

We Could Really Get There
If You Cared Enough
For The Living
Make A Little Space
To Make A Better Place…

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

Heal The World
Make It A Better Place
For You And For Me
And The Entire Human Race
There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

There Are People Dying
If You Care Enough
For The Living
Make A Better Place
For You And For Me

You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me
You And For Me



“You Are Not Alone”

Another day has gone
I’m still all alone
How could this be
You’re not here with me
You never said goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did you have to go
And leave my world so cold

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay

But you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart
But you are not alone

‘Lone, ‘lone
Why, ‘lone

Just the other night
I thought I heard you cry
Asking me to come
And hold you in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear
But first I need your hand
Then forever can begin

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay

For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart
For you are not alone

Whisper three words and I’ll come runnin’
And girl you know that I’ll be there
I’ll be there

You are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay
For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart

For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay

For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart

For you are not alone…


Michael Jackson – We Are the World

There comes a time
When we head a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
And it’s time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all

We can’t go on
Pretending day by day
That someone, somewhere will soon make a change
We are all a part of
God’s great big family
And the truth, you know love is all we need

[Chorus]
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let’s start giving
There’s a choice we’re making
We’re saving our own lives
It’s true we’ll make a better day
Just you and me

Send them your heart
So they’ll know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us by turning stone to bread
So we all must lend a helping hand

[Chorus]
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let’s start giving
There’s a choice we’re making
We’re saving our own lives
It’s true we’ll make a better day
Just you and me

When you’re down and out
There seems no hope at all
But if you just believe
There’s no way we can fall
Well, well, well, well, let us realize
That a change will only come
When we stand together as one

[Chorus]
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let’s start giving
There’s a choice we’re making
We’re saving our own lives
It’s true we’ll make a better day
Just you and me

We love you MJ

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वो सराब था के हकीकत
मालूम नहीं
मेरा जुनून था या के कोई ख्वाब
मालूम नहीं

सेहरा की तपती रेत पर थे
उसके क़दमों के निशां
और फलक पर आंच थी उसकी
एक खुशबू सी हवा में थी
दिल में एक याद थी उसकी

अश्कों की तरह बह निकली थी रेत
उठ्ठा दर्द का था एक गुबार
पाँव अंगार हुए थे फिर भी
उसके दीदार का था इन्तेज़ार

दश्त दर दश्त सफ़र करके
आ पहुचे थे उस तक
और फिर ओझल हुआ
आखों से तसव्वुर उसका

है उम्मीद के बरसेगा कोई अब्र
लिए उसकी चाहत की भीनी सी फुहार
और कर जायेगा मुझे
उसके इश्क की बारिश से
फिर इक बार सराबोर
और दे जायेगा यकीन
उसके होने का

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Neda’s Murder in Iran … A face of Iranian Protest


BreakForNews

Do click the link and read

This is where you can watch the video of the horrific murder of Neda Agha-Soltan was born in 1982 according to Break For News. She was 26 year old philosophy student. The video and pics are very disturbing but they send a message ( Neda means message in Persian) to the world about the situation in Iran and that the human lives are of no value to Iranian govt..

Neda remembered : A symbol of tyranny inIran

Neda remembered : A symbol of tyranny inIran

Neda is the symbol of unrest. A young civilian who lost her life for no reason. She was just watching quietly the protesters when she was shot in the heart. Someone tried to save her but she succumbed to injuries. She is believed to be shot by Basiji military operatives of the Iranian government.

A reality of horrific reign of Mahmoud Ahmadinejad in Iran. A govt which lacks humanity and denies reality.

With moist eyes and horror I watched this young life become a victim to inhuman reign in a country which was so peaceful and beautiful once.

Millions of people have watched this video and seen pictures online and they have shared their solidarity with the people of Iran just like I do.

However disturbing the death of Neda has brought the world community together to understand the murderous regime of Ahmadinejad in Iran. It has sent a strong message to the masses telling what risks the protesters are taking to achieve what is truly theirs. A right to obtain the truth behind the election results in their country.

The protests continue and I wonder how many lives will be lost before the people of Iran finally see peace and justice. They continue to show disdain for the president and paying it with their lives. The people who are reporting about the protests on Youtube, twitter, FACEBOOK and blogs are maybe being tracked by the government.

We all stand up for the people of Iran and show our solidarity as world citizens. Neda’s death will not go waste and justice will prevail in Iran.


Our prayers for all those who are fighting for this just cause. Go green for Iran.

image of Neda courtesy Break for News

My interview on Associated Content.


It fills my heart with gratitude and love for this magnificent writer friend of mine who took time to interview me on Associated content.com

She has given me yet another platform to showcase my work and spread my wings a little more. Thank you Ana for such warmth.

Interview with CP Tikuli

Ana Maria Alvarez is a wonderful writer and when she asked me for an interview I felt happy and honored to do it for her

Here is an excerpt from the interview

Every once a while you feel the need to calmly collect yourself. Finding the itch in you to just leave everything as is, and take a walk. Outside you may begin to wonder this is just what I needed. In the day’s warm rays and in the nights cool air, you surround yourself in thought and let
your spirit catch its breath.

I allow myself the pleasure to soar, before my mind begins to disrupt, some mechanical failure I presume. I think about these moments, while having them, and wonder if life is good for me now, who could be suffering? And on those days when I have too much to worry about, not to sit still, or nights when sleep forgets to unlock its door, I’m wondering if someone is smiling in their dreams.
It is in such similar thoughts that threads begin to shape themselves and weave the imagery that can cut you deep and leave scars of beauty. One such weaver, Tikuli Dogra, through her dedication in bringing about change and in her poetic realism, I am greatly indebted to. I have taken it upon myself to introduce you two.

Brief Bio:

I am an Indian woman blogger and a creative writer. A mother of two teenage boys, I live in the capital of India. Though I am an Indian and proud of it still I normally call myself a global citizen. For me barriers of caste, gender and nationalities do not hold any place. I feel that we all are part of a bigger scheme of things and must do our bit to justify our existence on this beautiful planet. I am a homemaker and love adventure, nature, travel, reading, music is my passion and anything that’s not noise I adore.

I always want women and even men for that matter to stand up for their rights and raised their voices against social evil or environmental issues and make their contribution to a better world.

2) I understand that you reside in India, how has your homeland impact your writing as well as your experiences as an English writer?

India has a rich cultural heritage and it has influenced me immensely. Since childhood I have been reading very prolific writers of Hindi, Urdu and also translations of Sanskrit literature. Every little thing about my homeland has a story to tell. I get my inspiration from it’s vast cultural spiritual and historical heritage and even the social customs, rituals, folklore and mythology have influenced me.

English is the second language in which I weave my yarns, turn my dreams into poetry and it has been easy to do that because most of my work I do in English, so it can reach more people across the globe. Still sometimes I feel that writing in my own mother tongue has its unique flavor that lacks sometimes in writing in English. The beauty of the local language certainly captures the flavor of the place and culture.

3) Are their any topics you’d like to share with us, that you’d like to address with concern?

Yes of course. As you may have seen I have written about some issues like domestic violence among both men and women, the girl child, female infanticide, marital rape etc. These are the social evils I am concerned about. Women are treated as second class humans in many parts of the world and I strongly feel that we all need to wake up and voice their thoughts and make their place in the society.

4) From your readers, what would you hope that gain or understand about your writings?

Well, I just want my readers to read between the lines. Fill the empty spaces between the words and if they are touched somewhere deep by some thought during what they read, they must act to do something about it. I truly feel that if my writing can evoke some good feeling or give strength to some person, my work is done.

Please read the full interview on the link given above and appreciate the efforts of a great friend.

For all my articles on AC please go to My AC profile

Phir Intezar


आज फिर शाख से सुनहरे पत्तों को
ज़मीं पर बरसते देखा
फिर तेरी याद के साये में
एक दिन को गुज़रते देखा
हवाओं की सरसराहट में सुनी फिर
तेरे गीतों की धुन

और फिर शाम के गहराते सायों में
गम की एक बद्ली सी उठी
आज फिर तेरे प्यार की तुषार से
भीगा मेरा मन्

पिघलते आसमा के स्पर्श से
मचल उठ्ठी जब सागर की लहरें
कुछ मेरे दिल में भी बीती हुई
रुपहली रंगीं रातों का तूफान उठा

फ़िज़ाओं में ऐ चाँद
तू क्यूँ है आज इतना गमगीन
सितारों की इस भीड़ में
क्या तू भी है मेरी तरह तनहा
क्यूँ आज तेरी चांदनी में
गम की नमी सी है
आज फिर यूँही नहाकर
तेरे अश्कों के समन्दर में
सोचती हूँ कि होगा क्या ये इन्तेज़ार ख़त्म
या फिर ऐ चाँद तेरी ही तरह
मुझको भी इक तन्हा मुसाफिर बनके
प्यार की राहों में युहीं दिन रात
भटकना होगा

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Aao phir kuch pyar ki baat Karen


आओ फिर कुछ प्यार की बात करें
वो प्यार जो कभी
मेरे और तुम्हारे बीच था
उन् बारिश से भीगी हुई
शामों का ज़िक्र करें

या फिर उन् तारों भरी रातों का
उन् सपनो का जो हमने
मिलकर थे बुने
या फिर डूबते सूरज से
रंगीन शामों का

और वो प्रेम की रातों में
जुगनुओं का चमकना याद करें

आओ बात करें उन चाहतों की,
उन् ख्वाहिशों की
उन् सर्द रातों की
जो तुम्हारी तपिश से
गरमा उठ्ठी थी

जब रुई से बर्फ के टुकडों
के साथ पंख लगा
हमारे मन् युहीं दूर
कहीं उड़ जाते थे

आओ बात करें
तुम्हारी उन् नटखट नशीली आँखों की
भीगे हुए सुर्ख हसीं लबों की
या फिर कानों में दबी सि आवाज़ में
तुम्हारी प्यार भरी बातों की

और हजारो दीपकों सी जगमाती
हसरतों की जिनकी रंगत से
तेरे गालो पे आ जाती थी लाली

उन् दहकते जिंसों की
उन् महकती रातों की
जो तेरे आगोश में
गुज़रीं थी कभी

आज उन् बिखरी हुई यादों के
मलबे में से
तुम्हारे कुछ ख्वाब
निकल के आयें हैं
आज फिर मुझको
दो घड़ी
तुम्हारी आगोश में
समाने का लुफ्त मिला है.

Sunday Scribblings


S- sincerely
O- offering apology
R- right from my heart
R- realizing my mistake and truly apologizing to
Y- you, with a promise to try not to commit that mistake again…

The events of the past few days have made me reflect on the much abused word in any language “Sorry”.

How easy it is to shrug all the responsibility and close the chapter by saying this five letter word. Mechanically without feeling anything we keep saying sorry for everything wrong we do and every hurt we cause. Most of the time people say it coz they are sorry they got caught not because they hurt someone’s feelings. It is always to save oneself not to resolve the issue. No one really feels and thinks about the pain caused and the holes drilled it the heart with the action or the words. it is merely a lip service they do to cover up.

Seeking forgiveness and uttering a hollow sorry are two different things. It is hard to burn the ego and seek forgiveness truly from heart never to commit the mistake again. Very few people do it.

Forgiveness does not come easy and many a times people just say sorry to cam the other person not coz they feel guilty of their own action and the hurt caused. Once the bonds of trust have been broken, it is the hardest thing to get back. It comes down to taking responsibility for our actions and realizing that when we have caused grief or hurt to another individual; than we must do our part to gain not only their trust again but their respect.

If a person has closed his senses to the wrongness of his/her act then what is the point of saying “sorry” a word which has no meaning but is used as a sealing agent.

For me apologizing and seeking forgiveness for my action is not hard as I believe that unless you can face yourself without guilt and remorse and if you believe in the bonds of hearts and value the relationships, you are unfit to live as humans.

Relationships may mean any relationship with the other living person even animals, birds. everything that has life. It is a respect to life as such.

Asking for forgiveness from the person whom who you have hurt in some way is not at all a sign of weakness. It may actually get you a lot more love and respect.

But unfortunately, relationships, love, friendship, forgiveness, honesty, sincerity all these words are loosing their worth each passing moment.

I wonder how many people reflect within and have the courage to kill their ego for a greater joy of rising above their current state of hollow living and finding new meanings in life by incorporating the philosophy behind these words rather than just using them for their superficial satisfaction.

Look within, is there someone who has been in some way hurt by you.. seek for forgiveness from heart and make sure you never repeat that action again. once done it is a mistake but done repeatedly it is a deliberate act of causing unforgettable pain.


A NaBloPoMo post

Intezar


 

फीर हुईं अश्क से नम् आँखें मेरी
फीर उठा दर्द आज सीने में
फीर तेरी याद सीने से लगाये
ढूढ़ते रहे हम तुझे शाम के
बेनूर अंधेरों में

तनहा थी मैं जब तक
तुम ना मीलेे थे
फीर तुम मिले , गम मीले ,
और इक कारवां सा बन गया

ओस से भीगी है रात कि अश्कों से
कर रहें हैं हम इन्तेज़ार बरसों से
सी लियें है लब तुने क्या जाने हम
वजह क्या है
इतनी ऊँची हैं दीवारें जो तुमने
बनायीं है हमारे बीच
वर्ना जान लेते थे हम सबब उदासी का
सिर्फ नज़रों से

बढालो फासले , मौन की ओढ़ लो चादर
बंद करदो सारे ज़रिये , सारे रस्ते
जो तुम तक पहुँचते हैं
मगर तुम देखना मेरी जां
तुम जिंतना दूर जाओगे
उनते ही करीब आओगे

ना जी सकोगे तुम ये हमें है पता
कर लो सारे जतन मुझे मालूम है
गर है मेरी मोहब्बत मी दम
एक दिन तुम लौट के ज़रूर आओगे

25 Random things about me: A Tag for Friends


Some days are dull, really dull, I mean they are just “do not remember this day ever ” kind of days. Today is such a day. Hot, Humid and full of events I would like to erase from my memory.

I feel like a fried peppercorn at this moment ( thanks Nabs for the word).

Why do people say,” Hey man , sorry I was busy, saw your sms but could not reply.” I often wonder why they don’t have a better excuse than this. Not a moment in the entire day 24 hours, 1440 mints, 8,6400 sec. I think I got it right? anyways .. you got the point na? 😦

I think it is just that replying was not of importance to them. that’s it. Relationships these days are taken for granted. Ya but if they want to communicate the reply should be prompt.. hypocrites.

Well this is not the post for ranting.. this is a tag for friends.. esp for those who do are too lethargic or uninterested to do tags.. and for some witty ones who love such things. let us see who comes up with theirs first.

[Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a blog with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose some people to be tagged. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.Go have fun 🙂 ]

here is my list:

1. I have the most usual and native name. Those who pronounce it correctly are blessed and gifted ones.

2. I am a dreamer. I day dream so that I can have a good night’s sleep.

3. I never share my drink and my chocolate with ANYONE.( Do not even try)

4. I am a hardcore carnivorous. Love and worship the plant life on earth. Green earth supporter. 😀

5. Men …I pity them.They like me for some strange reason.

6. Last wish -I want to roam the earth and the universe as a Spirit on Wanderlust. (Anyone wants to join the gang?)

7. My life closed twice but I survived against all odds, I want to know why? ( wonder who has the answer)

8. I have got a sweet tooth ..sweet temptation is too hard to resist.

9. I am a typical Libran born in the hills, cloudy eyed and always in the whirlpool of emotional dramas, am a drama queen ..confused ? So am I ?

10. Coffee in any form any time ,any place ..I am passionate about my cuppi.

11. I have a love hate relationship with my hair. Sometimes I think I am a bit harsh but at others well WTF…

12. My kids call me super cyber mom.They recognize me only when they see the back of my head against the monitor’s light .these days they call me gangsta mom.. you know ..stop or my mom will shoot kind..

13. I hate Himesh Reshamya and Ekta Kapoor. Dial T for murder.( anyone wants to take their supari tell me)

14. I do not believe in woman’s lib, I think men need to be liberated from their so called opinion that the world revolves around them.

15. I love music ranging from Indian classical to reggae and hip hop. anything that is not noise and which can take me to another level.

16. If I get after something I gotta have it /do it. A case of O.C.D .

17. I love Monica Belluci ,Beyonce,Katrina kaif,Nicole Kidman,Charlize Theron etc ..don’t get any wrong ideas;)

18. I love supernatural, paranormal stuff. Ghosts, spirits, dark creatures everything that’s dark and mysterious and love to do planchet too.

19. I think self love is best love. Men .. they suck. well ..kiddin’ ..actually they do ….but here self love meant loving oneself 😉

20. I want to fly but am scared of flying (in an plane of course).

21. I am an emo and have no control over my mood swings ..gotta do something about it.

22.I think I am a psychic, a schizophrenic who thinks her imaginary friends who are hypochondriacs and children suffer from dissociative identity disorder.. what am I saying ?

23. I keep inventing new words along with my equally insane sons. we have a dictionary and use these words when we want to keep things top secret.

24. I am touched by my friends who know everything about me and still love me.

25. I love talons and webs.. snakes, spiders, eagles, vultures, scorpions .. I simply adore them and am not scared one bit to hold any of them. ( what say )

Now the tag :

Advitya

Richa Jain

Monika

Pal

IHM

Nabina Das

Priti

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