The sky keeps changing,
While you sit,
caught in a time lapse,
The sky keeps changing,
While you sit,
caught in a time lapse,
My three months of vacation in Alberta is coming to an end. There were endless number of things I saw, but a few have left indelible prints in the heart and that is what I have tried to put together in this illustration. These are a compilation of moments that may have changed me as a person. These are important.
Sharing 10 of my favourite books. Though I can’t vouch for the fact that these are my favourite reads, I can guarantee you that they will keep you glued to the love of reading, I have also shared some of my favourite quotes from some of these books. Enjoy the list…
The little prince by Antoine de Saint Exupery
Translated from French, the story revolves around a little lonely Prince fallen to earth from an asteroid. His observations, his love, his friendships and his baffling comments on how strange an adult world could be makes this book hit my lists. Every line in the book invokes deepest thoughts, an unfailing glimpse of how ridiculous a grown up is in the eyes of a child.
“Grown-ups love figures… When you tell them you’ve made a new friend they never ask you any questions about essential matters. They never say to you “What does his voice sound like? What games does he love best? Does he collect butterflies? ” Instead they demand “How old is he? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father make? ” Only from these figures do they think they have learned anything about him.”
A million little pieces by James Frey
A book recommended on the Oprah Winfrey Show. It met with a lot of controversies on being marketed as a memoir but I feel if one could write a fiction so well I wouldn’t care to read an autobiography. This book reflects the struggle of an addict and alcoholic to come to terms with his life. I read it at one go. That is how unstoppable the book is.
“The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel. I broke something, Old Man. How badly is it broken? It’s in a million little pieces. I’m afraid I can’t help you. Why? There’s nothing you can do. Why? It can’t be fixed. Why? It’s broken beyond repair. It’s in a million little pieces.”
Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger
Gifted to me by my student Chaman , this book has stayed as one of my best reads. Holden Caulfield and his infamous rebelliousness is a reminder of our spent youth or misspent youth for that matter. The isolation of teenage life is so beautifully portrayed through Salinger’s protagonist that you can connect so well to an age you passed in spite and rebel.
“In the first place, I’m sort of an atheist. I like Jesus and all, but I don’t care too much for most of the other stuff in the Bible. Take the Disciples, for instance. They annoy the hell out of me, if you want to know the truth. They were all right after Jesus was dead and all, but while He was alive, they were about as much use to Him as a hole in the head. All they did was keep letting Him down. I like almost anybody in the Bible better than the Disciples. If you want to know the truth, the guy I like best in the Bible, next to Jesus, was that lunatic and all, that lived in the tombs and kept cutting himself with stones. I like him ten times as much as the Disciples, that poor bastard.”
Into the wild by Jon Krakauer
A true account of the adventure of Christopher McCandless where he takes us with him hitch hiking to Alaska. It is a heart wrenching story of his desires to live a life in solitude, his experiments with different phases of life, his unrelenting love for the wild and his realisation for the need of company. It takes you to a journey of it’s own kind. It reminds me and will always remind me of the supertramp I have in my life, Priyajit .
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods; / There is a rapture on the lonely shore; / There is society, where none intrudes, / By the deep sea, and music in its roar; / I love not man the less, but Nature more… / – Lord Byron
The diary of a young girl by Anne Frank
When the Nazi occupied Netherlands, Anne Frank and her family, like most of the families then, went into hiding for two years. This is a real account of a diary written by that little girl hiding behind the concealed book shelf in one of the rooms. The entries in her diary are poignant with remnants of life in war. This book inspired me to keep a diary of my own just in case India goes to war and I go into hiding.
“Because paper has more patience than people. ”
“Look at how a single candle can both defy and define the darkness.”
The colour purple by Alice Walker
Recommended to me by Shova, this is another must read in my list. A story of a little black girl repeatedly raped by her father. It’s a story about her unrelenting faith and endless hope. Celie’s letters to God very beautifully echoes her hearts torment. It is certainly a book everyone should read. This book has a strong underlying message on humanism and feminism.
“…have you ever found God in church? I never did. I just found a bunch of folks hoping for him to show. Any God I ever felt in church I brought in with me. And I think all the other folks did too. They come to church to share God, not find God.”
The good earth by Pearl S. Buck
Set in a chinese backdrop the story revolves around a chinese man’s fortunes and hardships. The novel is a pulitzer prize winner and an intimidating read for people who enjoy reading classics.Written in a simplistic style the author has captured the essence of the human spirit which transgresses the boundaries of human endurance. It also subtly lingers on the theme of feminism.
“Hunger makes thief of any man.”
Malgudi days by R.K..Narayanan
My love for the series started with the episodes aired on doordarshan. The book came later. As always, given a choice, I would always pick the book. The little fictional town of Malgudi and the little tales spun around the town portrays a light hearted and simple picture of a rustic life. Swami is an unforgettable character and so are many others who have lived on in our hearts through this book.
The Company of women by Khushwant Singh
I have always been a great admirer of the pointy, sharp and blunt writings of Khushwant Singh. His contemptuous words for women have disturbed me at times but never failed to fascinate me. In all truth he writes, a witty old man, with an undying appetite for scotch and women. This book is an unconventional read about love, lust and passion.
Harry Potter series by J.K.Rowling
Harry Potter…seven books…seven days…that’s how long it took for me to gobble up and swallow down J.K Rowling’s entire series. It was a moment of clarity for me. I realised that no matter how old you got, the world of magic always brought out the child in you.
Well…here it is then…ten books that came to my mind today. Currently, am reading The very best of Ruskin Bond and loving every word of it.
I am a restless person…I cannot stay idle…this condition has seen both the best and the worst of me…but I must say I have, at times, been led into creative realms in my hours of idleness…among a few things that I love doing, I love to sketch…however at the end of every sketch I feel the sharpness missing…I am left with a wish that I could tweak the picture somehow to my liking…this is when I came up with the idea of editing them on pic editor…I love the change that has come about…sharing a few here…
That, for anyone who wants to know, is my sketch of Avril…she may not have come close enough but I love the suble hue that pic editor helped me bring…
My Granny…she has aged in a while, but yeah, she loves this sketch of her…makes her smile..what more can I ask for..
Smile…click…click…I love dogs…
I loved her eyes…now I love them even more…the pic editor brought more intensity to her looks…she looks hotter…:)
This old man with a wrinkled old face has a story etched in each of his little lines defining the life that he lived…
I had sketched this pic in 2002, seated in the library of my college. The paper had crumpled over the years…editing gave it a fresh lease of life…
The funny thing about this pic is that I started from the bottom…as I neared the top, I realised I had no space left for the head…I still love the body though…wish I could have one…:(
My version of a real Indian beauty, Aishwarya Rai…her eyes never fail to mesmerise…even in a sketch like this…
I don’t remember much what inspired me for this sketch…all I remember is that this was a smile I could always smile back at…
This was from a pic that a student of mine wanted me to sketch…there is something so gross and at the same time, so intriguing about this girl..
Bobby Deol…my friends and I were wooed by this actor in his first movie…after years into acting, the actor lost his initial bling and we lost our craze..yet, for the sake of being our first heart throb during our teenage years…
Another shot at Aishwarya Rai…though, here, she looks more like a witchy woman…
Something about this sketch always called me back…is it the eyes, is it her smile or is it the pleasant expression on her face…I wonder…
No matter what it maybe…I always have a hundred reasons to go back to my sketches now…and I love the edited version more…
I hope all of you crazy artists give it a shot as well…
It was a word unknown to me until I saw it on youtube and fell in love with it…since then my roomie and me have been crocheting night and day…come hail come storm come rain…we have this crazy target to finish as many to give away on Christmas…:)There can be nothing as fulfilling as making your own doll..