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Baarish ki boondein (Ehsaas)

Silence

Silence… something really special for me and for others too, if I am not wrong. Silence brings to me a world of complete comfort, a vacuum space where all the other activities stand still and just me myself is living. It brings to me a peaceful arena where I have no one to fight with, where I have no statement to rethink upon, where I have no struggle to portray myself to the world in the way it wants me to. It pours on me a light of complete stillness yet so joyful to live in.

It calls for a break in the life’s chit-chat. It enters with a freshness of your love for yourself and for life. It tells you where the world is going and where you have to go. It narrates to me how a person can be happy without any materialistic refuge. It is a means to reach the horizon where your own self meets your inner content, which is anyhow difficult in the rush of daily life. It, kind of ,revitalizes your vision of living and composes you in a bunch in your confused times. It takes you away from what you *think* is satisfactory and bumps into the real satisfied you. Silence frames a boundary which embraces only you and you, and lets you talk to yourself for if there’s a need to do so.

Silence would be a linear equation, which has a single variable and that would be you. It’s all about giving a few fractions of your life to yourself which mostly people don’t abide with. When you recollect yourself in a piece of peace then you come to know what all is disturbing you and what all you need to recover from it. It may also help you develop a lot of patience and strength to face your life’s undue obstacles. It acts like a lubricant which cuts friction in your life and generally does not require a more than 15 minutes a day or even lesser. You may know silence is equals to zero and a zero can put a lot to a any digit(which is not zero). The surreal power of silence rejuvenates your soul in an irreversible manner and lures you to practice it more and more. Silence is that air which blows into your mind and makes it a brain again.

 Good day! thanks.

What ART means to me.

Art is something which is not acquired from a super market. It is something which comes from heredity or in the form of God’s gift to a person. It is basically something very precious yet can’t be bought. It is doing any activity with full precision and beauty at the same time. It is a devotion to God. It’s a discipline which needs to be strict to keep it alive and fresh. It is nothing but an invisible wand used to create magic in different meanings. It has to be respected by the one who practices it and others who witness it. It has to be a prayer and not a payer. It has to be valued more than anything else because it is not a tangible entity that you could store in a room for years. It is a living entity yet not visible and the most demanding for an artiste. 

Art, be it doing business, be it cooking, be it gardening, be it dressing up, be it sculpturing and be it dancing, painting or making music; and other uncountable types of art, all require a determined look-through by the person. Perfection is nothing here, a person can’t be perfect with his or her art, and he or she can only presume to be perfect but no one is, because where art is concerned, it has no end as may be in an academic course book. Every day is a new lesson for an artiste; every lesson is a new day for the same. It requires even more than a life time to get close to perfection yet not perfect ever. It has to be worship. It has to be pure, serene and non-corrupt.

When I personally talk about art, I get into the crude shell of an artiste where it’s all about dedication, devotedness and a self-less figure of hard work, where money is not the only concern, where the love for the art is the only concern, where a satisfied soul is the only objective. It is a meditation for me or moreover an endless offering to God which thanks Him for giving me whatever art form I have. When it comes to Indian art, I basically have a special conservative ground for that because if I live in India and if I don’t respect it then I should not be living here and move out. Western arts are never bad but I prefer to conserve my country’s art first which is much more respected by other countries than by the people of India, which is a shameful fact. People get easily swayed away with non-Indian art forms because they hardly know the beauty and suave of Indian arts. If every other art has to dwell in India only then remember we are not yet Free of British and English people. I am not saying to stay away from any kind of art because it’s a global world today; we have to have an interaction with the rest of the world. But yes forgetting your own self and the country’s art, which I think is the most charismatic, is again going back to slavery and yes the statement stands again here, WHAT WE HAVE IS NOT VALUED WHEN WE HAVE IT. Love your country’s art first and the artistes.

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