Fractals of Life

A rose bud awaited bloom
in excitement of Life itself,
To stretch her petals
and play with the wind,
to exchange scents with her fellows
and kisses with the rain.

A tumbler of water
was all that stood
between spring and winter,
between Life and Death.

They came and spilt it.
She gasped in shock

They laughed.

Their joyful laughter
numbed her pain
And she waited, silent.
Awaiting not her death,
But her Life.

You see ,
the thing about Seasons is ,
like Karma,
they work in cycles.
And the thing about evil is,
it’s Foolish
Foolish to think Silence is weak.

She knew her Seasons
She knew her Freedom
They were her Friends.
And so her roots she kept working,
stretching and holding,
till they reached all the water
they’d so joyously spilt.

Her source of life
SHE has become,
Be it drought , flood or malice,
She will never succumb.

SHE BLOOMS.

Acrylic color on paper – Thread art

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Seasonal trophies

Raindrops

showering down

tiny explosions

as they hit the ground.

 

Kamikaze Rain drops,

dive bombing,

plummet onto land

bouncing back homewards.

 

The first few rows of soldiers

are chopped down,

No mercy.

The solar army hot

in its months-long momentum,

an angry shield of potent heat.

 

The battles continue

like they have since seasons many.

Now the Trees join in, an uprising,

and lakes begin swelling with energy,

the wind picks up and blows the heat away.

 

I’ll come back stronger, says the Sun,

to burn the trees, pull the water back,

strangle the breeze,

and reclaim my transparent, watery trophy.

 

Advantage, Rain.

Advantage, Rain.

A new beginning

There has been a nice and satisfying ‘development’ in the past couple of months.

After several months of planning, discussions, occasional doubts and several beautiful inspirations, we have finally managed to actually get into ‘teaching’, and are feeling good about it! There is so much to learn, so much to get inspired and humbled by, and so much to appreciate in the grand design of things, that this has been one of the stronger highlights in the recent past. It gives us enough reason to change something about ourselves, and a lot of new exposure to the way kids live their life, and while we set out to ‘teach’, we’ve realized that you cannot separate it from what teaching teaches you.

Here’s where we are updating everything related to the classes : https://thesummerblossoms.wordpress.com/. Please do go through it and let us know your thoughts / suggestions.

The Summer Blossoms

The Summer Blossoms

”We are essentially a network of connections. And nature has used its brush strokes to create stunning patterns which are always there to remind us of these connections – connections waiting to be discovered by each of us. 

The first three months of the workshop have been designed for the children to explore the vast network that they are a part of. The workshop aims to strengthen the human to human connections as well , and in the process blur artificial borders and patterns that have been created over the years, patterns which disconnect and isolate instead of aiding oneness .

Coming back to connections. So the activities revolve around nature . We study and observe nature through various forms – art, craft, poetry, stories, Fleischer cartoons, nature documentaries and movies, games, reading patterns on leaves, books, analogies with the human body and social structure, studying geography, animals etc. Since we live in an extremely populated city with next to negligible access to nature, I feel a little limited. It would be so much easier if cities were designed keeping this aspect in mind – we need to be close to nature in our daily lives, not through monthly or yearly vacations.” – The Summer Blossoms