Peaceful Sleep

Tune of merriment blowing breeze
Roars crash flashes senses seize

Splashes play joyful jittery sound
Swaying Redwood Pines earthly bound

Soothe suspended shivering night
Quiet loud flickering candle light

Peeps in the wintry freezing cold
Clutch close the blanket one more fold

-r_Prab

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Finding a Friend

Years by years came and went
Wandering in life was all that meant

By grace so kind though at the end
Miracle! To find true a friend

Winged words from mind and tales to tell
As if have known the friend for eons so well

Divine The Force for sure can only send
Blessings! To meet such true a friend

-r_Prab

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WordPress, Why ye disappear my words?

Dear WordPress why ye disappear

Words I etched with stones so clear

It’s not sound it’s not fair

My words you dissolve in thin air

Long a spell away from home

Reading blogs along I roam

Express when I of love and care

My words you dissolve in thin air

Kins and comrades figures in space

jovial familiar charming grace

Friendly pleasantries when I share

My words you dissolve in thin air

And when with mirth a friendly note

Came and quick I neatly wrote

Back and then I saw nowhere

My words you dissolved in thin air.

-r_prab

(PS: For a long time, the office works clogged me from returning to blogging. But I used to roam around and read blogs. Unfortunately, some of my comments disappeared immediately after I posted on someone’s post. Sometimes it stayed and that was fine. But the disappearing comments made me crestfallen. I still find the ailment persisting in WordPress. It is disappointing.)

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Once in a blue moon

Once in a blue moon

torrents of rain

clutching the earth fast

tides in vain.

Once in a blue moon

stranger, a face

hazy, the fog white

longing embrace.

Once in a blue moon

darkness the cloud

roaring the flash light

whispers so loud.

Once in a blue moon

silence descends

surreal alone white

quiet;  it ends.

– r_prab

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Oak and Bathsheba

I have never liked a book’s character so much as I loved the characters penned by Thomas Hardy in Far From the Madding Crowd. There is Gabriel Oak, a sincere friend, a capable shepherd and a man of principles; and there is Bathsheba Everdene, the mistress of the farm, free spirited, vanity laden and possessor of an uncertain temperament. Their friendship makes quite an interesting story as it dwindles, topples, soothes and balances.

I was tempted to make some artwork this Saturday evening and the thought of  ‘Far From the Madding Crowd’ came quite vividly to my mind . The story of these two nice people, under the backdrop of a country side, with sheeps and greenery and everything that reinforces the thought of a simple, ‘close to the Nature’ life, has created a long lasting impression in my mind.

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Hence I got a white chart paper and began to draw a scene out of my imagination, trying to depict Oak and Bathsheba. I wanted to draw trees and that they will be walking through the woods. Gabriel will have a very simple dress and Bathsheba will be dressed in some bright color. Gabriel will be doing some act of help as was his nature in the novel. So I showed him carrying a basket of apples on a stick, which he puts across his shoulders and walks merrily on the path. Bathsheba walks along with him and talks with him, probably taking his suggestions on the decisions she wishes to implement in the farm.

I couldn’t paint the path which I realized I should have painted first, before painting the two people.So I left the path white.Also, I had drawn a sheep in the beginning but it was not looking like any sheep I have ever seen so I erased it at last.

Finally I had this painting…I m glad I could make it..it is my tribute to the wonderful novel that has so enraptured me with all it’s beauty of storytelling; and the two characters whose nature and personalities have acquired a distinctive space in my mind.

Oak and Bathsheba, Far From the Madding Crowd.

“They spoke very little of their mutual feeling; pretty phrases and warm expressions being probably unnecessary between such tried friends”

What color is it anyway?

So, you must have one of those friends in the group who is obsessive about colors. They call lemon yellow lemon yellow and maroon a maroon. In that scenario, if you are a person like me who knows only the basic names of colors, and calls a lemon yellow- yellow and maroon- red then you can understand how troubled you get when your ignorance is ridiculed to your utmost dismay.

I have found a solution for it. I have noticed there is only one who will challenge your naive claims and others will join the bandwagon to pull your legs. So, I have cracked the secret of naming the various shades of colors. And the answer is- start being creative!

Next time you wear a blue t shirt, flaunt it with a statement like,’.. I love this Madagascar blue…you know, I liked it the moment I spotted it’ and when you see your friend wearing a green shade, compliment ‘..oh I like this shade of ginger green’ Oh you can also use the name of your favourite flavour to add it to any color shade , ‘.. where did you get this tangy brown shoes, looks amazing!’

I am liking this approach! I discovered everyone joins the bandwagon when you say it with conviction! You will establish yourself as a color specialist and you will feel wickedly pleased with it!

And hey,by the way, I really loved this Canterbury White shade on your room’s wall! 😉 Have a great weekend!

 

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