Jumping Continents

When I was a little girl, I saw airplanes in the sky occasionally and as little as I was, they gave me an adrenaline rush. I was 5 years old when I first sat in an airplane and I was never happier. My family and I were going to India, it felt so good. We went to India almost every year and the feeling that I have of sitting in an airplane cannot be explained in words, it is a feeling of adventure and the unknown. It makes me go into a trance ...

In the late 90's and the early 2000's, travelling from one country to another was much simpler than it is today. People looked forward to travelling in an airplane. Today, ( I only speak for myself here) I feel like I always have a sense of tension when I am about to travel to a different country. I always find myself thinking about how relieved I am going to be once I check in my luggage and obtain my boarding pass.  

The next thing on my mind after that is the security check where I take off my belt, shoes and put my laptop in a tray so that they can be scanned. After that is done, of course I have to look for the gate number from which my flight will depart. After all that, I am somewhat relaxed, I repeat, somewhat relaxed. On Arrival to my destination, I know there are so many other tasks to be completed before I am finally free. The feeling before the freedom is of excitement and accomplishment, it makes me very proud to have survived yet another cycle of jumping continents.

In Paris in 2012

Over the years, I feel like I have gained so much experience in travelling in an airplane that I almost feel like putting it in my resume as a skill set. Jumping continents for me is like a drug addiction. If I don't do it time and again, I feel anxious and restless. Jumping continents has become a way of life for many of us, we have been exposed to so many amazing experiences  upon the arrival of our airplane that we no longer can be confined to one place. With all the tasks that it comes with, jumping continents is the best thing that has ever happened in my life....I wonder what you all think?

 Taken at Mt. Titlis in Switzerland

This is me in the tour bus in Paris

Taken at the Magical Golden Gate bridge in San Francisco

Hmmm....point to be noted....

Have you ever wondered how people end up knowing what they really want to do and be in life? It is a little scary thinking about the fact that a day will come where we will end up spending our life doing one job everyday. Some of us end up being what we had planned to be since nursery school, and some of us are still in the process of figuring out what it is that we want to do in our life, be it our career or life in general, there seems to be an air of confusion (if I may call it that)....

Somewhat, in this day and age, careers are creating a divide or maybe it is right to say that professions are creating a divide. More than being about doing what you love, professions are more about showing off (sounding a bit stereotypical here) but what is annoying is not the fact that people are proud about their profession, that is absolutely natural, what is annoying and sad is that we are identifying who to talk to and who not to talk to through this. Heard this phrase before "Go talk to her/him, he knows a lot of people, he will be very 'helpful' (useful). " Well, there is no harm in that, it is absolutely fine to do that but can you forward time and see where that attitude is taking us? Here you may need some time to think and naturally most of you may REALIZE this to be partially true (point to be noted)...

In the olden days, people loved doing their jobs and I can say that because I have met tailors, beauticians, chefs, artists, doctors, engineers, mechanics from an older generation who are so happy with what they do and they do not charge a bomb for their services, in fact, most of them are the most affordable professionals I have come across. They take pride in what they do but not to the point at which the pride gets into their head and bloats their ego. So the point I am trying to make here is that we should dump our judgments.
Try this: choose any day that you like and call it the NO OPINION MAKING or NO JUDGING day...be true to it and write down how you feel at the end of the day, I bet you, most of you will feel very good because it is a fact that refraining oneself from making judgments in very courageous and requires a lot of will power...

Again, the simple point I am making here is that get to know people not because it is 'cool' to be around them or because they are highly influential or famous but because you want to actually understand why they are who they are today. We are always complaining about how other people are judging us, take a moment and think back, don't you also do the same thing? So at the end of the day, before being an artist, doctor, teacher, nurse or whatever be it, we are first human beings, let that always come first...ditch the rest and then see how well you can connect not only with others but with yourself...and always smile because you can and most of all because it is FREEEEEEE...... ummm, I am an artist, just for your information ;).... STOP JUDGING NOW.. haha!

The Broken Telephone

There's a certain truth in the fact that truth is a rare thing to find. Sometimes people see only what they want to see, freedom is there yet it isn't really there. We are all trapped by the way of society and it is scary that we are slowly loosing our individuality to the society norms and are affected by what it thinks about us.
It is a pity that people are ready to put the way of their lives in the hands of society. I would like to

keep this short and hence end it on the note that many of us must have played the game called Broken Telephone as kids where everyone sits in a line and the person sitting on the far end says a sentence to the person sitting next to them and the chain continues, by the time it reaches the last person, the sentence has changed into something else. Now apply this to real life, do we really want to put our lives in the hands of society? Or should we live it on our terms? I shall leave you to answer that....

The Joy of Making...

I haven't written anything on my blog in ages and today I feel like I need to so here I am. Well, life has been changing for a while now. My journey is getting a little harder and funny enough, interesting at the same time. I am still in the process of finding out who I really am and I feel like I shall never fully know who I am unless I let go of myself and flow but it is not that easy or is it?
The interesting part is that my love for art and philosophy has grown. I feel closer to my paint brushes and canvases. I am able to express my feelings on the canvas more than I ever could before. When I start painting, everything flows and I love that feeling.
Today I made some greeting cards and I felt really happy after making them. Whether other people will like them or not is another story but the joy of making was wonderful.

Time....

Time either makes us or breaks us. The choice is entirely ours....

A little bit of this, a little bit of that...

Life is full of surprises. Things happen for a reason and most of the times we cannot understand the reason at that moment and time but as time passes, we slowly understand the turn out of events. In between all that, we question ourselves and wonder why it happened and some how, we are always analyzing everything. Some times we tend to over analyze things and in that process, we confuse ourselves. It is not a very good place to be in. 

When something unpleasant happens to any of us, we always think that there is something wrong with us, and that is never the case. I guess two people may not always think or feel in the same way so we should never blame ourselves. Instead, we should try and look at the positive side of things and take it as a lesson. 

Sometimes, people are not there to stay but cherish the moments you spent with them and allow love to be a part of your life, do not shut it out because life will never be perfect, it will be a little bit of this and a little bit of that....

Memories, They Last Forever.....

Memories, they last forever is my first solo art exhibition which is going to take place on the 25th of January, 2013. The story behind the exhibition comes from my life. Each painting is an expression of myself and events that took place in it. I also traveled for almost three months and collected a bunch of amazing moments...
There is a little bit of San Francisco, a little bit of Basel, a little bit of Paris and a little bit of Chicago in the paintings. The colours used are inclined more towards the surreal space and the inspiration comes from African art which is always bursting out with amazing colour. I shall keep you posted with more information.... till then, all of you are invited! :)