Radhakrishnan Painting
After a long hectic day, I called him, we talked about life, our past, future, about the meaning of love. for almost 2 hours, after that, we shared goodnight wishes, and I fell asleep in seconds, that night I dreamed about this painting, I dreamed that I am creating this painting he is sitting beside me watching with his brown eyes, the way I am painting, smiling like he always does, and his eyes are stuck on the paintbrush in my hand.
In a few minutes, he remarked " You are a better painter than me", It was like the time when he actually said that, he always used to stare at paintings for so long without saying anything, but once he broke his silence and said "You are a better painter than me"
After a few minutes, he took painting in his hand and said lets put it on the internet for selling, let's do it, I spoke, in no time he took his favorite old phone from the pocket and took a picture and uploaded it on few websites, the next scene of my dream was that we sold this painting and made a lot of money from it.
Next morning when I woke up, the first thought that came in my mind was about this dream, I searched for my phone in my messy bed, and opened Pinterest and searched for the blurry painting I was creating last night.
I found this painting and ordered a watercolor box, then I went for my usual day, in my busy schedule I couldn't resist the thought about "My Dream Painting" so I decided to sketch it after, I serve lunch to everyone, it took 1 hour to sketch it as I finished my first part "sketching", again started to think about colors, In the evening I received my order, I called him and said look I am starting to paint again, I continuously painted for 2 hours with him on the phone and finished painting Radha Rani.
I wanted to finish that in one day but my mother was calling me in the kitchen, those previous 2 hours were the best in the whole quarantine period, he always used to say that painting gives you wings to fly and it depends on you for how long you can fly, that painting made a home in my mind, so every thought was about that painting, my mind was asking me to fly in the open sky, that day it was not possible because sometimes we have to wait, for our freedom like right now, so I decided to paint it tomorrow and went to bed.
Next day I had some office work to finish but as soon as possible, I wanted to finish that painting, at 15:00, I called him and started my painting, in one hour I was going to finish this painting and flow of excitement was running in my blood, and while talking with him, finally I created "My Dream Painting".
I was happy and my mind was in peace, after a long time I stepped outside the prison and flew in freedom sky like a bird leaving the cage, no money can buy that freedom and yet I received a lot of money it was more than that I dreamed of.
Freedom has no price tag.
~Painting by Diksha Shubhangi, Story by Tanuj Namboodri
Painting is beautiful there are no second thoughts on that.
ReplyDeleteStory started normally and ended with a moral that there is no big amount than freedom.