Crisis of Conformity

Crisis of Conformity

The phrase might go like this
Between those flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder
It all became evident
So, he showed an axe to his hair and tossed them in flames
Flames of every bridge he just burned
Thus, allowing rationality to rendezvous with his mind and soul
It’s a reciprocal arrangement nurturing a moral endeavor
One that nullifies willful blindness with concrete truth
Restraining all those peculiar idiosyncrasies of the heart
Flatlining prospects of getting lost in the familiar
A newfound resolve to honor the obvious
No more niceties of showing a candle to the sun

* Got a Haircut after 6 months… just wanted to give it some meaning.

Hope

Hope

What is Hope?
is it the absence of dark from our nights
or the reality of shade in our days

The stimulus that makes us let go
granting access to unwavering joy
truth setting you free

Grief can alter soul’s equilibrium
yet we don’t die when loved ones depart
as hope assures a reunion in heaven

Dreams embrace an early death
if not sprinkled with a dash of hope
confronting them head on

When doubt resonates its tune
lurking in that corridor of uncertainty
a grain of faith can move mountains

Life is suffering, it’s also beautiful
So key to happiness lies in something to do,
someone to love, something to hope for

A Negotiation

a negotiation

It has come to pass as a result of this predicament
I speak, as my lips are rebels
Listen…
Those fears, goals, concerns and dreams
Their presence you demand with no sign of empathy
They are off the table
So go on, make yourself elusive
That upgrade you always wanted to have
Whether its a king, queen, bishop or a pawn
No one ever escaped the tyranny you draw
So sleep what will it be?
A Truce! it’s just you and me.
Surely you will have something to say
You know I can just counter this and…
Pray.

You are not Alone

you are not alone

If I may
Open up my heart to you
Send you a blessing
A silent prayer
Aiming straight towards you
Wishing that it gives you peace
A little hope
So that it reaches you till the ends of the earth
Engulfs you like sunlight on a rainy day
To you
staring the window of that old age home
staring the road on the way to work
staring the ceiling in that hospital bed
staring the grass beside that coffin
staring the door of that operation theater
staring those hands which just held a dying friend in war
staring that defibrillator as the nurse shouts
staring that report which came positive
staring those shoes as parents explain the divorce
staring the sky lying on the footpath trying to sleep
staring that ventilator behind that mirror
staring the ground as a knee presses down on your neck
You are not alone
Not all is lost
The darkness will pass
You are not alone

A Brilliant Animated Short Film “Paths of Hate”

Hi people, sharing another plane related thing. This time going old school with Me109 and Spitfire from WW2. It’s an amazing short animation which should get more recognition. Watched it in the ending months of last year and it has been on my list of things to share with you all. The animation as well as concept is brilliant combined with a killer soundtrack at the end… will be sharing that in the future 😉

Stay Safe, Stay Home, together we will overcome this.

My Drawings 2 – Fighter Jets

So I shared a video I made last year about fighter jets, now I am sharing some sketches. I draw occasionally here and there when I find time and Jets are one of my favorite things to sketch since I was like 4. As quarantine is going on I thought what best time to utilize then this so drew a couple and I plan to do more in these coming days.

Stay Safe, Stay Home, together we will overcome this.

Eurofighter sketch

Eurofighter Typhoon

F-15 sketch

F-15 Eagle

Su-35 sketch

Su-35 Flanker

JF-17 sketch

JF-17 Thunder

F-16 sketch

F-16 Fighting Falcon

Rafale sketch

Dassault Rafale

Who Are We?

Who are we in this complicated world?

if we come to sleep
we are His drowsy ones.

and if we come to wake
we are in His hands.

if we come to weeping,
we are His cloud full of raindrops.

and if we come to laughing,
we are His lightning in that moment.

if we come to anger and battle,
it is the reflection of His wrath.

and if we come to peace and pardon,
it is the reflection of His love.

Who are we in this complicated world?

– Rumi

A Love Letter to Fighter Jets

I have loved fighter jets since I was a child, used to draw them everywhere and yes Top Gun is my all time favourite movie (alongside T2). I had this concept in mind since the last two years and finally started working on it a few months ago. The only thing I think I missed are a few sonic booms 🙂

Never Fall In Love With a Poet

never fall in love with a poet

Never fall in love with a poet
For he will immortalize you with his words
Of all the people that you will meet in your lifetime
Not one will look at you like he will
He will cherish every moment, treasure every smile of yours
That sparkle in your eyes, the color of your fingernails
The way you tuck hair behind that ear
Those moments when you don’t blink
He will use them as fuel to stop time
As he inscribes you down with every keystroke
Never fall in love with a poet
For he will paint you everyday
Carving your face with his words on that paper
You will live a thousand lives in those poems
Every rep with the weights
Each click
He will think of you
Never fall in love with a poet
Because if it all goes south for him
He will fight battles within himself
Plundering down those walls, retaliating
All those thoughts
All those roads
That say no to you
He will gaze upon you from afar
Like an artist’s smitten peek at a masterpiece
Like a flower which is admired but not touched
Never fall in love with a poet
Because through black of days, dark of night
Untimely winters, those faceless springs
He will constrain his heart
So that divine happiness may find you
As he becomes a scavenger
A vagabond in the valley of words
Hunting solace in art.

Let’s Pretend

lets's pretend

Let’s pretend
Let’s pretend to be alive
Hearts blooming with the sounds of spring
Let’s pretend to see the stars
Holding hands
Staring up, making shapes, counting
Let’s pretend to fill it all in
That moment
When planets align
Mine
Your’s
Questioning its very own existence
Time executes a treachery on itself
And stops
Let’s pretend
So … in a universe parallel to our’s
You and me
Don’t .

* In Quantum Physics there is a theory of Parallel Universes which states that there exist multiple universes which are exact copies of our own and there are multiple versions of us doing the exact opposite of what we do on ours.