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.
Geogio de cherico

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 .

wo..


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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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

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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

A NaBloPoMo post

Peace: The world waits for thee


I stand and watch
the tranquility and the splendor
of peacefulness in the nature
and in the entire universe
I listen closely to the sweet melodies
sung by the silence of the night
calm mornings and serene evenings
every thing from a blade of grass
to the stars that shine above
all live in peaceful coexistence
love and compassion
but somewhere a lonely child
weeps and mourns
afraid, wounded, tucked away
under a tiny shed
and in her lap lies
the blood soaked body of her dad
The war continues
flashes of fire and cries of death
shatter the serenity of the earth
another gunshot resounds
and then complete silence prevails
she trembles with fear
And stares listlessly
at the night sky
somewhere across the world
another child mourns
hungry, devastated, lonesome
the mother watches
as yet another closes his eyes
and transients into eternal sleep
a maelstrom inside her
resounds in the stillness
their heartstrings join
in prayers for peace
a million starlit dreams
of hope and faith
illuminate the dark night of terror
The universe watches
Quiescent
Will the prayers be heard
and peace return
to calm our inner and
heal the world?

-Tikuli
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Ramblings of a stressed out mind


Just a filler post. I wanted to take a much needed break. My mind is filled with all kind of stuff I have been gathering from the www and there is no better place than my blog to chill a little.

Freelancing for the first time took me over to Sydney and man what a place it is. Never dreamed that I would be taking virtual tour of this awesome Aussie city and it’s enchanting surroundings.

After all the research that I did, I can surely become a tourist guide and earn some dough. From scenic locales to fish markets and convict jails to swanky malls I went everywhere. So much so that I started feeling like a convict myself. Once the nature trip was over and we entered the modern city malls it was maha boring. I hate to shop and to write about it was a torture.

Well it’s not easy to earn the daily bread, is it?

Heard there was a place called Madonna’s Bra 😀 trust them Aussies for such spicy names. who wouldn’t want to go there.

Now am into wedding dresses and the all American big fat weddings.
why can’t women get married in simple denims and tees or just about anything. you send a lifetime of saving buying a bridal gown which would be shoved in the attic in a coffin like box.

The sad part is most of these Cinderella weddings end up in the court fighting over custody of kids, alimony and divorce.

what a waste.

Anyways as long as people want to read about it and I get paid , no worries.

Wish there were some hot topics to do. slurp …..Something like what my friend Ritu did 😉 hey Ritu care to share 😉

I also wanted to talk about an incident which happened near my home. A security guy died suddenly after office hours, maybe due to heart attack. He used to come daily from Rohtak in Haryana and as he lay on the bus stop none of the people came to see what had happened or inform someone. All that happened in next 1/2 an hour was – his mobile, wallet, chain, ring and other stuff taken away by people.

A girl who come to my house from a beauty salon saw all this and called the police who took the unidentified body.

It happened in most of the accident cases too. the person is left to die but his stuff is immediately taken by the crowd.

I wonder why we don’t have even the slightest of humanity left in us. It raises a big question on what kind of life we are leading as humans.

Another thing worrying me is the privacy in social networking sites. maybe it is time to do about a post on internet dating, net pals and other stuff.

Sometime back I did a post on my favorite women and it won’t be fair not to talk about the MEN 😉 hot sexy and talented..

So here it goes .. especially for all my women blogger friends.. have fun. read the next post.

30 questions… and answers


I had been wanting to do this for a long time. Saw it going around in many of blogs that I follow. Sometimes it is fun to listen to the strange inner voices and have some fun. So here goes my first of the many question – answer blog posts.. a part of my NaBloPoMo posting for the month.

1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?

Gosh this woman sure is breathtaking.(My eyes smiled and agreed)

2. How much cash do you have in your wallet right now?

lol I am too scared to look into it ..maybe a thousand bucks and some chutta..( bahut kadki hai boss)

3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?

floor, more, shore, bore, four, adore, tore, snore, pore ..Amore…the list is endless

4. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?

Normally I take all the calls but this particular lady is too much to handle. when she begins to chat it seems one is listening to All India Radio news. One by one her troubles, family gossips, friend complaints will pour out and then the ultimate question.. “you tell whats juicy now a days ..?? ” Unbelievable..

5. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?

Pal Pal dil ke paas tum rehti ho ..( don’t ask why it is a fav;) )

summer of 69 ..( ummm)

In the end (piano cover) amazing….. a must have

6. What are you wearing right now?

LOL Surely not palm leaves 😀 ..BUT IN SUMMER , THE LESSEr THE BETTER 😉 Shorts and tee

7. Do you label yourself?

I do I do … Tiku- kicking bad asses since 1967.. what say?

8. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently own?
Formal Shoes- Heels .. I hate formal shoes

Casual Shoes – converse always but sometimes Adidas

Floaters – woodland

Chappals- Bata .. I also have some colorful made in china sold in India .. really cool.

9.Bright or Dark Room?

Alone – dark room with windows open if there is a cool breeze, I love to watch the darkness .. it says a lot.

10. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?

Well two of the people took it-

Monika- A fab person and such a fun loving doll

Prateek- I don’t know him much but he is awesome blogger

11. What does your watch look like?

I have two watches
1: a fast track black dial red atrap ..awesome looking casual one
and
2: A timex black leather strap neat watch which was a gift from someone special 😉

There are some other casual ones that I have picked up from various places just for looks and trend.

12. What were you doing at midnight last night?

Building dream castles in the air..

13. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?

Now that is getting personal .. 🙂 you really want to know and I really do not want to disclose ..love is still in the cell phone 🙂

14. What’s a word that you say a lot?

There are many – hey buddy, WTF, Gosh, thanks , ooops, sorry, wassup, Hell, ummmm

15. Who told you he/she loved you last?(please exclude spouse , family, children)

A special someone ..sorry no names

16. Last furry thing you touched?

A hamster in a pet shop.. recently my coats inner while cleaning the closet.

17. Favorite age you have been so far?

Stone age .. 😀

18. What was the last thing you said to someone?

keep the annoying relatives off my den ..got it ?

19.The last song you listened to?

Jalte hain jiske liye teri aankhon ke diye ..dhundh laya hun wahi geet main tere liye

20. Where did you live in 1987?

Delhi- home sweet home

21. Are you jealous of anyone?

A lot of people.

22. Is anyone jealous of you?

may be , can’t say .. it seems though

23. Name three things that you have on you at all times?

earrings, rings, nose pin

24. What’s your favorite town/city?

Pune anytime

25. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?

some days back to a friend …a card with a letter in it.

26. Can you change the oil on a car?

not yet done that

27. Your first love/big crush: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?

He is no more.. that’s what I heard

28. Does anything hurt on your body right now?

Yeah my shoulders

29.What is your current desktop picture?

wolverine ..Love Hugh Jackman

30. Have you been burnt by love?

why do you want to know .. I don’t see any burn mark BTW