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Angel - Looking for

made with graphite pencil..
2b, 4b, 6b and 8b

Mother and the child

Because I feel that in the heavens above
The angels, whispering one to another,
Can find among their burning terms of love,
None so devotional as that of "Mother"

For all 'Maa'.. 'Amma'.. 'Aai'.. 'mummy' and 'moms'
Happy Mother's Day..

As you weep

As I Weep..

As every drop of tears travels down..

This always helps me in emptying me..

in un-burdening me..

It gives a feeling of emptiness..

Empty from burdens.. I was carrying..

Empty from all conflicts..

Empty from guilt..

empty from fears..

And as tears are wiped off.. there is a total cleansing that occurs inside...

and then it happens..
the heart starts dancing again...

"What you Give is what you Receive"

Wonderful story with Powerful Lesson...

A woman baked chapatti (roti) for members of her family and an extra one for a hungry passerby. She kept the extra chapatti on the window sill, for whosoever would take it away. Every day, a hunchback came and took away the chapatti. Instead of expressing gratitude, he muttered the following words as he wen for his way: "The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you". This went on, day after day. Every day, the hunchback came, picked up the chapatti and uttered the words:

“The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!” The woman felt irritated. “Not a word of gratitude,” she said to herself… “Every day this hunchback utters this jingle! What does he mean?” One day, exasperated, she decided to do away with him. “I shall get rid of this hunchback,” she said. And what did she do? She added poison to the chapatti she prepared for him!

As she was about to keep it on the window sill, her hands trembled. “What is this I am doing?” she said. Immediately, she threw the chapatti into the fire, prepared another one and kept it on the window sill. As usual, the hunchback came, picked up the chapatti and muttered the words: “The evil you do, remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!”

The hunchback proceeded on his way, blissfully unaware of the war raging in the mind of the woman. Every day, as the woman placed the chapatti on the window sill, she offered a prayer for her son who had gone to a distant place to seek his fortune. For many months, she had no news of him.. She prayed for his safe return.

That evening, there was a knock on the door. As she opened it, she was surprised to find her son standing in the doorway. He had grown thin and lean. His garments were tattered and torn. He was hungry, starved and weak. As he saw his mother, he said, “Mom, it’s a miracle I’m here. While I was but a mile away, I was so famished that I collapsed. I would have died, but just then an old hunchback passed by. I begged of him for a morsel of food, and he was kind enough to give me a whole chapatti. As he gave it to me, he said, “This is what I eat everyday: today, I shall give it to you, for your need is greater than mine!”

” As the mother heard those words, her face turned pale. She leaned against the door for support. She remembered the poisoned chapatti that she had made that morning. Had she not burnt it in the fire, it would have been eaten by her own son, and he would have lost his life!

It was then that she realized the significance of the words: “The evil you do remains with you: The good you do, comes back to you!” Do good and Don’t ever stop doing good, even if it is not appreciated at that time. If you like this, share it with others and I bet so many lives would be touched.

Peace & Regards
gunjan

Joined every particles

I joined every particles slowly, to create which was in depth..
Reference was for half of the sketch..

Pencils used - 2b, 4b, 6b and 8b. 

Story about existence:

Years ago when I was a young boy, I came across a book written by a young writer Miss Uma Das who in later years made quite a name for herself as a writer and a poet. In particular I remember a poetry of the book which touched me. More than 50 years have passed and I now remember only the last stanza of the poetry –“ there is one truth in life,That one day thou shalt dieRest all are lies”In the same book, there was also a story written by her, depicting the thoughts of a young girl (perhaps herself) who lived with her parents in a small house close to a town railway station. In the evening, when the little girl was free, she used to look through the window of her house eagerly at the railway station at a passenger train which used to arrive at the station every evening and stop for a few minutes.  The engine driver announced the train’s arrival by blowing the whistle from such a distance. The train chugged in amidst some puffs of smoke from the engine chimney. There was quite an activity on the platform during the train’s short stay. Passengers were seen running about with their baggage to embark or disembark. The porters in their red shirts running around and hawkers selling snacks, tea and cigarettes remained busy selling their stuff. Sometime later, the driver came again and blew the whistle and the train rolled out of the station puffing out ashen smoke and gradually moved away from the little girl’s view. What remained is a trail of smoke as a reminder of the train. Our little girl looked quietly as the activity of the station ceased and the old calm was restored. Is this what human life is all about - arrival, a burst of activities and then the departure? Our mystified little girl pondered.Each one of us wonders like the little Uma when we face so many births and deaths that is a regular process of our lives. “Yes there is one truth in life that one day thou shalt die. Rest all are lies.” This is in reality the law of Prakriti or Nature and all that we see, hear, feel and think of – they all vanish sometimes. And that is what Prakriti’s Maya is all about – unreal, illusive and imaginary.The great Lord Gautam Buddha after his enlightenment and days of deep meditation under the famous Bodhi Tree of Bodhgaya came to the same conclusion as little Uma that the only truth in life is death. Rest all are unreal. His five famous dictums to the Bhikshus said –1.    One is born as per the Karma of one’s life in the previous life. Good Karma results in good results and bad Karma fetches bad results.2.    One gradually loses all that one loves3.    One grows old progressively4.    One day one becomes very sick5.    Finally one day thou shalt dieHence O Bhikshus – Buddham Sharanam Gachchami (Surrender yourself to the Lord)King Yudhishthira called Dharmaraj was once asked “What is the most wonderful thing in Life?” The King replied “Everyday every moment one is faced with death and yet one is so eagerly clinging to life as if it was the most precious thing one has.” This is Maya and this is Prakriti’s Law.Similarly, Sri Ramakrishna had one day told Narendranath (Swami Vivekananda) Look at our Goddess Kali standing dark with her tongue. Does she look beautiful? No, you know why? Inside her, if you can see, she is gloriously beautiful, kind and forgiving. She has covered herself with a veil of Maya and is therefore called Mahamaya. To see her real self you have to put your heart and soul to her and pray. She will remove her veil only for a true devotee.Sri Krishna had also told Arjuna in the Kurukshetra battlefield “The Prakriti comprising of earth, sky, water, vayu and agni is actually my body. One sees feels and lives in it, but still does not see me. You know why? Because I cover myself with a shawl of Maya called Yogmaya. You can see my real form by following any Yoga – Karma Bhakti or Gyan or Rajayoga.Therefore in conclusion, one should try to be a Yogi even while performing ones normal duties of life.

Lovingly
Speaking Tree & Gunjan