Topic?


A topic destroys the beauty of art. I just want to write today. I am just trying to capture the spontaneity of ideas & thoughts in the mind and attaching it with a word, that’s it!

If there is a topic on which I need to write, ideas will be limited in nature and so will be work. If there is no topic in hand, world is full of possibility and that gives tremendous freedom for any art work. Also flow is very important in a piece of art and when there is freedom, flow is not artificial.

It’s like a sweetened juice, which is pre-occupied with a taste. What other taste can you put on it? Isn’t it limited compared to normal water which has infinite possibility of what you can make it? So I always find it easy to give words to my own thoughts and then decide the topic for the work. Choosing a topic later is another tedious task because it has outfit the mood with which the art is prepared and should also do justice to words that are being chosen. All in all, a challenging work but very interesting. Why interesting?

Because it’s amazing to get connected to the source of ideas and observe the flow of thoughts taking shape spontaneously and being crafted beautifully into a shape. Many times I can’t believe that I have just given birth to piece of art which is so beautiful. And best part is: spontaneity is so amazing that I can hardly make any art at will. Many artists feel the same way. They need that connection, that gap of thoughts which is the mother of all inventions and creations.  Story writers visit places and movie directors find solace to get into that being which gives ideas for their art-works. Isn’t it amazing that what people call their art work actually comes from somewhere they are not even aware about? Does the art work really owned by artist at all?

Exponential Time

Blowin' in the wind

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.


How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.


How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.