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Oil on canvas.


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This one is a tribute to Durga Pujo.
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With news of escalating domestic violence amidst lockdown in the country, this sketch seems relevant.

Aham Brahmasmi

Do not try finding me
In the illusions around you
Try reaching out to me
With the plummets of your soul-
With your eyes closed.
Try drowning in the bottomless abyss
That I am.
Because I am the dust between your fingers
And the air that you breathe
The food that you eat
And the Infinity you don't seek
I am everything
But nowhere to be seen...
Aham Brahmasmi
- Subhasri

Qurantine days...

Surrendering to Nature and holding on to the tidbits of hope that there is light at the end of this dark tunnel...

Quar'Art'ined xD. Dared to do an oil painting on a 100 gsm paper 😂 ( Please don't kill me lol. I was just trying to make the best out of the situation 😛 )

For the last time

And then I hugged you-
For the last time in forever
And your familiar smell
Lingered in the air
Like burnt coffee...
I hugged you tight.
You felt like a dream-
A dream, that almost, came true.
The cacophony of the world
Jingled in vague tunes
While we grew apart
With every passing second.
Some dreams are better off
Not being real...
-Subhasri

Frozen

I wish I could hold you in my embrace
When you were breaking.
And I did hold you...
But with a heart so cold
That water might freeze with its touch...
It wasn't intentional.
Trust me, it wasn't.
I tried hard to melt my stoned heart
But alas, in vain.
Wait, where are you going?
Please, please, stay?
Like snuffing out the weak, flickering candle
That tears the living from the non-living apart,
Please don't walk away...
Please don't take away that one string
That's keeping me in the living realm...
-Subhasri

Call of the heart

When autumn leaves start falling,
I'll be reminded of you.
'Cause I was the autumn season,
And the green leaves were you.
Under shadows of laughter,
I harbour feelings of wonder-
If ever again, in my life,
Shall I find a friend like you...
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I have bored you being myself,
But you have taught me to be gay.
You have taught me the meaning of friendship,
You have shot through dismay.
I'm bad at saying 'Thank you'
Though you deserve it, it's true.
But the one thing I would say,
Is that I love you.
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Swimming through the river of life,
If you care to look back,
You will not find me there,
'Cause I'll be right beside your track.
You may not believe me,
But I swear it's true-
You may not remember me, friend,
But I, shall never forget you...
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- Subhasri