IndiaForums Art Corner - Page 14

Originally posted by: BilliCat.

watercolors, which I messed up.. My friend edited the photo for me.. that's why it's bright. 😛

Originally posted by: Viswasruti

The edited version is attractive, but this original one is oozing freshness Tanu🤗, whether it is intentional or unintentional....ah, look at it once, there the sweet smell of spring, a refreshing feel, the conflicting association of yellow and green in the light blue background is trying to define the positivity, optimism, and joy. The dull blue background made it a bit spontaneous and unstable too. Every art piece replicates the joyful enthusiasm of human nature.❤️ 

I would love to learn how to compliment from you Madz

You have a different way like an artistic way of interpretation which makes the creation even more beautiful

Finally managed to go through the thread😃

Wow amazing creativity here by everyone👏👏

A special mention to the people I know Tanu, Appy, Madhuri, Alexia and all the others.... I loved all of them😃

Bachpan ki yaadein

Ae dil chal chalen us samay mein fir se

Jab socha karte they hum sirf dil se

Kaun sachha kaun jhootha yeh samajh na thi

 Jab bina baat muskurahat humesha chehre pe rehti thi

Jab phoolon ki khushboo ka khoobsurat ehsaas tha

Titliyon ke peeche bhaagna humare liye khaas tha

Pedon par jhoole humare dil ko bhaate the

Doston se jhagde pal bhar mein bhool jaate the

Panchhiyon ki udaan hume mile yehi thi chaahat

Maa ke aanchal tale hi milti thi raahat

Baarish mein kaagaz ki kashtiyan khoob chalayi

Ab woh khushiyan ho gayi hain humse parayi

Ab na din raat ka fark raha na rahe woh haalat

Chhoti chhoti baat pe bikhar jaate dilon ke jazbaat

Ab samay nahi dekhen kabhi un phoolon ya titliyon ko

Darr hai ki unke khayal ko bhi samay na de paayen toh

Bhaag rahen hain hum ek anjani daud mein

 Kaun apna kaun paraya kaun milega kis mod pe

Jin pedon par hote the jhoole aaj wo veeran pade

Sapnon ki udaan mein hum hain akele khade

Laut sakte agar hum us samay mein fir se

Apnon ko apnepan ka ehsaas kaash hum de paate

Zindagi ka khaleepan kuch kam kar paate

Dard-e-dil ko aansuon se kuch to dho paate

Yeh ho nahi sakta dil ko hai ehsaas

Ek adhoorapan thehar gaya hai is dil ke paas

Ae dil le chal hume us bachpan mein fir se ek baar

Is chaahat mein beetenge jaane kitne aur din raat

Is dil mein chhupe armaan kya koi hai pehchaanta

Dil to fir bhi bacha hi hai koi niyam kahan hai yeh maanta

Kaun sachha kaun jhootha yeh samajh na thi

 Jab bina baat muskurahat humesha chehre pe rehti thi...

How beautiful the innocence of childhood in your words Mani (am I correct?)--- 

Pedon par jhoole humare dil ko bhaate the

Doston se jhagde pal bhar mein bhool jaate the! 

How tender these expressions are ... a memory that drenches us under the windfall of those long-forgotten experiences! My eyes traveled down the past track, started to pick up those forgotten dreams laid there for long. We all knew this path, once traversed with life's aspirations! 

Laut sakte agar hum us samay mein fir se

Apnon ko apnepan ka ehsaas kaash hum de paate

Zindagi ka khaleepan kuch kam kar paate

Dard-e-dil ko aansuon se kuch to dho paate

Saw the pain ...  a longing for innocence, a rejection for hard-earned knowledge, that urge to turn back to witness that floral garden, once again to sway the quivering thoughts with those smiling flowers over that empty swing ...just want to put my hands around this feeling as if to safeguard myself from dripping into life's hard truths! 

While reading this, every reader will smile wistfully while the eyes moving forward following the lines! Thank you for painting the vast expanses of childhood so beautifully with words---no painter could have re-created what you've created with words more convincingly.🤗

"May her soul rest in peace!"

They prayed.

Her soul answered

" You want my soul to rest in peace?

Then ignite the fire in your soul,

See to it that

What happened with me

Is never repeated with anyone.

Because it is my soul

That resides within every woman,

Every torture against womanhood

Will bleed my soul again and again."

Originally posted by: vyapti

"May her soul rest in peace!"

They prayed.

Her soul answered

" You want my soul to rest in peace?

Then ignite the fire in your soul,

See to it that

What happened with me

Is never repeated with anyone.

Because it is my soul

That resides within every woman,

Every torture against womanhood

Will bleed my soul again and again."

Black--Every woman carried that pain through all these years with a chant of punishment in her crying soul, which must be on par with the crime! 

Red -- Very true, this is the echo of the in-depth feel from humanity in unison. 

Originally posted by: Viswasruti

This is called a sensitive sense of belonging! Since morning, I was so emotional, traversed through that past story that the entire world read and reacted with tears. 

Black--Every woman carried that pain through all these years with a chant of punishment in her crying soul, which must be on par with the crime! 

Red -- Very true, this is the echo of the in-depth feel from humanity in unison. 

Sensitive sense of belonging--what is that?

Actually I remembered your reaction during the Hyderabad incident and also was reading your parent thread where you all were discussing about Pratyusha.

Originally posted by: vyapti

Sensitive sense of belonging--what is that?

Actually I remembered your reaction during the Hyderabad incident and also was reading your parent thread where you all were discussing about Pratyusha.

 Be Brave, You Are A savior And Survivor!

You may see me grapple in troubling times,

But you won't see me fall.

Regardless if I'm weak or not,

I'm going to stand tall.

Everyone says life is a bit hard,

But truly living it is not!

Times get harder,

People  will struggle for a while

Despite constantly  put on the spot

I'm going to wear the biggest smile,

Even though I want to cry.

I'm going to fight to live,

Even though I'm destined to die.

And even though it's hard

 I may struggle through it all,

You may see me struggle...

But you will never see me fall. 

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Not everything has been changed overnight. The sun has not been canceled brightness. Spring has not been canceled the colorful bouquets.

Friendships have not been canceled. The family has not been canceled the bondings. Music has not been canceled. Love has not been canceled. The imagination has not been canceled. The sharing and caring were not canceled. Kindness has not been canceled it's soft side. 

Please save yourself by being a responsible citizen. Save future generations with a mother's dedication. Yes... we can, we have to ... and we will! 

Thankful to India Forums for arranging this platform to enhance the awareness.🙏🏻

Thankful to BilliCat for this thread to emphasize the proper understanding of this current situation worldwide here .  🙏🏻