Monday, January 28, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Speak to me, my love!
Speak to me, my love! Tell me in words what you sang. The night is dark. The stars are lost in clouds. The wind is sighing through the leaves. I will let loose my hair. My blue cloak will cling round me like the night. I will clasp your head to my bosom; And there in the sweet loneliness murmur on your heart. I will shut my eyes and listen. I will not look in your face. When your words are ended, we will sit still and silent. Only the trees will whisper in the dark. [The night will pale.] The day will dawn. We shall look at each other's eyes and go on our different paths. Speak to me, my love! Tell me in words what you sang. ~Rabindranath Tagore
Monday, October 8, 2012
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Red House
watercolor on paper
It went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I though of the door
With no lock to lock.
I blew out the light,
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.
But the knock came again.
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside.
Back over the sill
I bade a... 'Come in'
To whatever the knock
At the door may have been.
So at a knock
I emptied my cage
To hide in the world
And alter with age.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
'Ask The Possible'
'Sold'
To a gentleman named 'Mark Venner' who has to his credit :
"Fallout" (2006) TV mini-series (story)
Pavee Lackeen: The Traveller Girl (2005) (writer)
And Mark was kind enough to write to me when he recieved the painting:
'I am now the very proud owner of this beautiful painting! It's here in my hands now! Thank you so much dear Ruchi! It will be treasured always.'
Thankyou Mark for making it so special for me..
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