Radha Krishna

PicsArt_05-17-12.01.20Medium: acrylics on canvas
Size: 24″ * 18″
(Kerala, popularly called the God’s own country, has a rich tradition of ancient murals. considered unique for their colour and form, the murals of Kerala stand out for their emphasis on beauty, clarity and symmetry. These predominantly depict religious and mystic themes. Kerala mural paintings are the frescos depicting mythology and legends, which are drawn on the walls of temples and churches in South India, principally in Kerala.)


The legends of Radha Krishna have become immortal.  Radha’s devotion and dedication towards Sri Krishna is the most sincere one.


Love and longing go hand in hand. If you long for something, then you love it. If you really love something, you will long for it. Can there be something that is without longing? Can there be a love without longing? No. Longing is part of love,  it is the other face of love. That is why this is called a couple, Radha means longing, Krishna means love. Krishna is the embodiment of love, and Radha is the longing. When you understand and are aware of this phenomenon, take this longing as part of love, then love becomes the Divine love. It grows. When we long for something, we don’t allow the longing to be there, we don’t experience it, we go through it. Radha went through it…….

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The Universe inside her…..

PicsArt_05-17-04.57.49

Medium: Textured Acrylics on mount board
Size: 12″ * 8″

 

She had stars behind each eyelid,
And galaxy in her soul,
That drew people to her endless heart,
Like the pull of black hole,
She was made of earth and fire,
Of wishes cast on shooting stars,
She was a brand new solar system,
Unlike the ones they’d know so far,
With constellations ever changing,
No one could memorise her skies,
And they thought the thing for them to do,
Was bring her to their size,
They shrunk the universe within her,
Told her her vast expanse was wrong,
That she should make her life much smaller,
If she wanted to belong,
As they collapsed her world around her,
She felt her inner stars grow cold,
Until her life was far too heavy,
For her once strong arms to hold,
You might wonder how it happened,
But I guess that it makes sense,
Because a life becomes much heavier,
When its the universe condensed…..