Saturday, March 31, 2012


So these days every other girl wants to be model eh? Have you realized lately,that every other girl is seen posing in an anticipation of getting her dream portfolio made!? =/
So how could my beloved Hazel be left behind in the race? well, the sad part is that she has become very temperamental these days...[and yes i'm missing her] she remains dirty,doesn't take care of herself even if she's cleaned, still craves for the warmth but doesn't reciprocate much, i don't see her around much, specially not regularly when she would wait for my friend and me in the same spot for my early morning class..summer blues i guess. But nevertheless, sharing some of her old photographs...
She's soo sexy, isn't she?! ;) :P

Direction and photography: Maitreyi and myself

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Madhubani and Mithila art

 Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken, Wood becomes a flute when it's loved...

                           1. ink on paper                                     and metallic gold on paper


Listen to this soothing track by Ananda Shankar

Sunday, March 18, 2012

A World of Scarecrows

Who is a Scarecrow?
People who are mentally ill, or people who make them feel one?
What is insanity?
Who then is really normal?
A world, a World of Scarecrows

In the process of my training in psychology, I often wondered why is it that people who are different, people who challenge the so called 'normality' are put into grids, as if stratified into rows and columns? We all do it, society does it. We box them and keep them aside. We adhere to the manual. We dictate them as right or wrong, as eccentrics, probably as even the scum of the earth. We justify our acts so as to keep the society safe, not bothering to see whether THEY are safe at all.

The play ‘A World of Scarecrows’ is an attempt to create Mental Health Awareness amongst common people and to give them a glimpse into the lives of people suffering from distinct psychological disorders, the stigmas they're often subjected to and the ridicule they face at the hands of the society. We targeted particularly four psychological disorders, namely-Schizophrenia, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Anorexia Nervosa and Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. The presentation culminated in the form of the stage production with elements of music, lights and an installation. With this, we asserted the necessity of being receptive to their needs and to integrate them through adjustment as part of the larger society.
A milestone worth mentioning is when we were invited to stage our play at a medical conference in Ram Manohar Lohia (RML) Hospital. Here, targeting a different audience was an experience that will be much cherished!

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Attention Deficit

Ink,Metallic gold and acrylic on paper. (A4)

Saturday, March 10, 2012


युहीं लम्हें बीतते रहे,
रातें कटती रहीं
युहीं सासें चलती रहीं ।
इंतज़ार बड़ता रहा,
इंसान तड़पता रहा ...

युहीं  आफ़ताब पिघलता रहा,
चांदनी चमकती रही 
युहीं रागिनी गूंजती रही ।
इंतज़ार चेहेकता  रहा,
इंसान बेहेकता रहा... 

युहीं महफ़िलें सजती रहीं,
समाः बंधता रहा 
युहीं बे-वजह धागे उलझते रहे।
इंतज़ार मचलता रहा ,
इंसान खल्ता रहा...

युहीं आहटें धीमी होती रहीं,
करवटें बदलती रहीं 
युहीं सिलवटें बिगड़ती रहीं ।
इंतज़ार तैरता रहा,
इंसान डूबता रहा...

युहीं घड़ी की सूइयाँ घूमती रहीं,
वक़्त ढलता रहा
युहीं रक्त बहता रहा।
इंतज़ार थमता रहा , गलता रहा, बुझता रहा 
इंसान दीवाना हो गया ...


my intzaar sketch done a few years back-