Thoughts and musings that drift between life’s everyday moments
Thoughts and musings that drift between life’s everyday moments
Thoughts and musings that drift between life’s everyday moments
Thoughts and musings that drift between life’s everyday moments
Echo of Absence
Echo of Absence
Echo of Absence
On August ’24, when my husband and I visited my mother-in-law’s home in Salem, we spent leisurely days in her beautiful front garden. She adores every plant, but the towering sandalwood tree was my favorite. Sitting on the porch, I loved the shade and cool air it provided—a perfect setting to relax. Unfortunately, the tree had grown so large that it threatened the house’s structure. With heavy hearts, we agreed it had to be cut down. As they worked, my mother-in-law mentioned a pair of cuckoos that visited daily, and we worried about their reaction to the missing tree.
The next morning, I waited to see if the cuckoos would return. Around 11 AM, three arrived, circling the area, searching and chirping to find their beloved perch. Their confusion was heartbreaking. It was a stark reminder of our power and the impact our decisions have on other creatures. We felt a deep sense of regret.
On August ’24, when my husband and I visited my mother-in-law’s home in Salem, we spent leisurely days in her beautiful front garden. She adores every plant, but the towering sandalwood tree was my favorite. Sitting on the porch, I relished the shade and cool air it provided—a perfect setting to relax. Unfortunately, the tree had grown so large that it threatened the house’s structure. With heavy hearts, we agreed it had to be cut down. As they worked, my mother-in-law mentioned a pair of cuckoos that visited daily, and we worried about their reaction to the missing tree.
The next morning, I waited to see if the cuckoos would return. Around 11 AM, three arrived, circling the area, searching and chirping to find their beloved perch. Their confusion was heartbreaking. It was a stark reminder of our power and the impact our decisions have on other creatures. We felt a deep sense of regret.
On August ’24, when my husband and I visited my mother-in-law’s home in Salem, we spent leisurely days in her beautiful front garden. She adores every plant, but the towering sandalwood tree was my favorite. Sitting on the porch, I loved the shade and cool air it provided—a perfect setting to relax. Unfortunately, the tree had grown so large that it threatened the house’s structure. With heavy hearts, we agreed it had to be cut down. As they worked, my mother-in-law mentioned a pair of cuckoos that visited daily, and we worried about their reaction to the missing tree.
The next morning, I waited to see if the cuckoos would return. Around 11 AM, three arrived, circling the area, searching and chirping to find their beloved perch. Their confusion was heartbreaking. It was a stark reminder of our power and the impact our decisions have on other creatures. We felt a deep sense of regret.
On August ’24, when my husband and I visited my mother-in-law’s home in Salem, we spent leisurely days in her beautiful front garden. She adores every plant, but the towering sandalwood tree was my favorite. Sitting on the porch, I relished the shade and cool air it provided—a perfect setting to relax. Unfortunately, the tree had grown so large that it threatened the house’s structure. With heavy hearts, we agreed it had to be cut down. As they worked, my mother-in-law mentioned a pair of cuckoos that visited daily, and we worried about their reaction to the missing tree.
The next morning, I waited to see if the cuckoos would return. Around 11 AM, three arrived, circling the area, searching and chirping to find their beloved perch. Their confusion was heartbreaking. It was a stark reminder of our power and the impact our decisions have on other creatures. We felt a deep sense of regret.
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Simply Southern
A series of paintings depicting traditional South Indian practices.
The art style is inspired by Little Dudes.
Simply Southern
A series of paintings depicting traditional South Indian practices.
The art style is inspired by Little Dudes.
Simply Southern
A series of paintings depicting traditional South Indian practices.
The art style is inspired by Little Dudes.
Simply Southern
A series of paintings depicting traditional South Indian practices.
The art style is inspired by Little Dudes.
Beneath the
Southern Waves
Beneath the
Southern Waves
Acrylic on Canvas
This piece depicts the traditional method of couch hunting practiced in southern India; the strokes around it represent the vastness of the ocean and the spectrum of emotions one experiences when diving into it with nothing more than a bag, a couple of sticks for stability, and a rope for getting back.
Acrylic on Canvas
This piece depicts the traditional method of couch hunting practiced in southern India; the strokes around it represent the vastness of the ocean and the spectrum of emotions one experiences when diving into it with nothing more than a bag, a couple of sticks for stability, and a rope for getting back.
Simple Joys
Simple Joys
Acrylic on Canvas
This painting is a wistful ode to the simpler yet vibrant and happier existence that children in southern India experienced in the 1980s.
Acrylic on Canvas
This painting is a wistful ode to the simpler yet vibrant and happier existence that children in southern India experienced in the 1980s.
Rural Rhythms
Rural Rhythms
Acrylic on Canvas
This painting depicts a traditional south Indian event—the "Rekla" race, in which participants battle against each other along with their cows to show off their prowess.
Acrylic on Canvas
This painting depicts a traditional south Indian event—the "Rekla" race, in which participants battle against each other along with their cows to show off their prowess.