Absconding Paranoid

When I was a kid, I remember studying about green revolution and how it bought about a vast change in the way crops were cultivated Now recently Idea people launched an ad. Its about going mobile - going green. For those of you who have no idea what idea is, heres what the ad suggests - 'Stop using paper, use mobiles instead of wasting paper and thus save trees.' This doesn't sound bad though I doubt if the solution is effective. Firstly, using mobiles instead of paper means discharging the battery of the mobiles. This means more power consumption, which leads to usage of both renewable and non-renewable resourses. Which means more pollution. Though typing a document/email in computer instead of writing on paper saves both time and paper, I still feel that the 'idea' has a defect. The last time I went to my relatives place, all my paternal relatives had a get-together. And one of them happened to say, 'I love plants. I enjoyed my childhood by spending

I know that you are there I know that you are listening you are aware that I am thinking about you How can you be so harsh to me? I know that you are watching my every action But still why this indifference? I sent you so many messages. My sincere thanks, deepest apologies...what not? You receive each and every one of those. Yet you don't respond What all did I ask you? Just one favour! And you still ignore it as if you want me to wait? Is that your test for my patience? You know how much it hurts to wait. Don't you? I know that I am pestering you too much of late But what to do? I am just any other guy You seem to enjoy watching this hapless being And yet you are invaluable and get high attention Hope is the only thing that fetches you the respect No wonder so many are afraid of you! And very few like you from the bottom of their hearts. What is it that makes you so popular? Fear? Love? Or the deadly combination of both? Probably this combination makes you unique! And maybe th

The seed of love came flying to me and landed on my heart It grew rapidly as a big tree spreading joy in my life Then one day, it was forced out... My life couldn't resist the very thought ... My heart was appalled With much effort, the tree was rooted out Only then I saw.. that the roots got penetrated deep into the heart...co-existing peacefully until then But the moment it was taken out, the heart looked deserted It seemed sad and wailing The tears of blood came out from all the pores made by the roots Then I wondered... 'Will it ever stop wailing? Will it ever heal?' Only time can answer!!

Another sunday... another sketch :) A little distorted. But, a rose is a rose :D Made this on 10/1/10 (Huh? The date is so cool :P )

New year, new beginning. Glad that I got back to drawing :) Held the pencil on a plain paper after years and I think the results aren't that bad :D