Interjection

They called me,
And surprisingly, I heard.
This time, I took a firm decision,
brought out those drying paints,
And let my brushes run loose, without any thought on how I’ll do it and the detailing.
No standards of perfection, no rough sketches, just an idea and this pillow cover as my canvas. And I let imagination take the front seat.
I knew there was no coming back once the colours touched the cloth, no corrections, only the final picture. But this time, I seriously didn’t care.

 

I stitched some pillow covers in August last year, with a desire to paint them. But never got time to sit back, relax, and do what I wanted to with a calm mind, without any stress of other tasks waiting to be done; some jobs life had tangled me in.  And see, I never got that break until I fell ill previous week.
I’m surprised and saddened when I reflect on how I wished for illness in the back of my mind so that I could take a holiday from this rut of life without feeling guilty. And when I was kind of bedridden this Monday, after a sleepless night the previous day, I  recalled those paints lying in the drawers. It was time I painted again.
I’m amused to think its becoming  a tradition – it’s the second time I started painting when I was idle owing to illness. Previously, I painted these Canvas shoes.
And this pillow cover had been waiting for long. The basic designing had already been decided and drawn, only the paints and brushes were missing from the scene since September.

But now, I have decided not to let it happen again. I have to accept this fast paced life, accept the things I can’t get out of now and interject things I want to do in this packed routine.

So,This was what a past Hargun wanted to do, and I filled colours in it. There’s something the present Hargun wants to do..and I hope it will be done soon 🙂