So I finally decided to get my blog together. I've been thinking about writing this for far too long, just needed some inspiration hidden in a little misery and heaps of laughter. So here I am. Since I am studying in a design school, I dropped my ongoing idea of my food blog or my style blog... I'm starting this off as a simple, sweet, personal blog of everything I want to put out in the universe. [Mind you, there might be a few bouts of anger here and there.. but we'll live!]
Today, I just feel like sharing my Purple theory to you. This was done long back... I recon in 2008 ish... Its just something I decided to make one random Sunday morning.... finished in 2 days. A little feminist voice in me asked me to paint... I was then working on issues like domestic violence, rape, abuse, dowry death, female feticide, and double standards in the Indian society. So Saturday night went on writing about the strength of a 'WOMAN' and Sunday morning, this was started... Acrylic on canvas.
" As sure as the Sun shine
Way up in the sky,
Today I stand here a victim -
The truth is I'll never die... "
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What is a woman?
A mother. A sister. A daughter. A lover.
What is a woman?
A friend. A guide. A warrior. A savior.
She understands your impatience and toil, she knows it when you're blue.
She's a guiding light in the darkness when you can't find your way through.
So why should you treat her like a slave? Man, are you only strong?
Look at that truth your ego hides. She is the one carrying you along.
Man, you are not her master, or her lord!
She is not a serf at your beck and call!
Why should she bear the scars of your appalling rant?
Transcend her luster? You possibly ever can't!
So what if your pants weren't creased or your tea was a few minutes late?
She does not deserve that lashout. You don't deserve the upper hand.
Stop being that hoggish pimp to satisfy your livid lust.
Her life deserves delight, someone she can trust.
Put a little trust in her, she will help your dreams unfold.
She will be there, when you lose your will to live, to have and to hold.
Your savior in disguise, she will calm the storms that hit your life.
She will forge you into the prime, to surpass every strife.
You know you need her by your side, you never let her know.
Don't be so full of your ego, hold onto your angel, don't let her go.
All she needs is a home to belong and a hand to hold.
Regard her life, give her some love.. your world will turn to gold.
What is a woman?
She is your savior. She is your light. She is your brightest dream on a darkest night.
What is a woman?
A vision, she is beautiful, she is divine. Don't you just die to say, "Pretty woman.. she's mine!"
Your angel, your confidante. Your truth.
She is an aria, if you sing along, she will carry you through.
Man, don't forget that purple is only made through the union of Red and Blue.
-Tanvi Mishra (2008)
" As sure as the Sun shine
Way up in the sky,
Today I stand here a victim -
The truth is I'll never die... "
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
What is a woman?
A mother. A sister. A daughter. A lover.
What is a woman?
A friend. A guide. A warrior. A savior.
She understands your impatience and toil, she knows it when you're blue.
She's a guiding light in the darkness when you can't find your way through.
So why should you treat her like a slave? Man, are you only strong?
Look at that truth your ego hides. She is the one carrying you along.
Man, you are not her master, or her lord!
She is not a serf at your beck and call!
Why should she bear the scars of your appalling rant?
Transcend her luster? You possibly ever can't!
So what if your pants weren't creased or your tea was a few minutes late?
She does not deserve that lashout. You don't deserve the upper hand.
Stop being that hoggish pimp to satisfy your livid lust.
Her life deserves delight, someone she can trust.
Put a little trust in her, she will help your dreams unfold.
She will be there, when you lose your will to live, to have and to hold.
Your savior in disguise, she will calm the storms that hit your life.
She will forge you into the prime, to surpass every strife.
You know you need her by your side, you never let her know.
Don't be so full of your ego, hold onto your angel, don't let her go.
All she needs is a home to belong and a hand to hold.
Regard her life, give her some love.. your world will turn to gold.
What is a woman?
She is your savior. She is your light. She is your brightest dream on a darkest night.
What is a woman?
A vision, she is beautiful, she is divine. Don't you just die to say, "Pretty woman.. she's mine!"
Your angel, your confidante. Your truth.
She is an aria, if you sing along, she will carry you through.
Man, don't forget that purple is only made through the union of Red and Blue.
-Tanvi Mishra (2008)
