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House of Cards on a Windy Day

I built a house of cards on a windy day Played in twos and fours. How it mocked,How it jeered The evening breeze at the window peered. Still I built my house of cards with a quivering hand and a steady heart Built four walls and one around, built one floor with more to go. Just once I heard an evil screech through the window pane within my reach. I built my house of cards, feeling proud at every third I dared not reach the window glass for it might cost my house of cards. At this once the top floor fell, The wicked rustle had done well. Yet I built my house of cards So close to a palace now. In flew the wicked wind and the uninvited beasts of the evening. They played around my house of cards, buzzed in circles around my head, played tunes of little melody, bit me, itched and irked me so. I edged to the window to push it close but my house of cards warned to fall So I let go and picked a spade started my house of cards again I built a room, I built two I bu
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Two weeks ago I thought I should start some serious drawing and have been going through a lot of online tutorials. Reading some theory and all. So I started off with the hand. Learned a few simple techniques like foreshortening, block drawing and stick n circle. I planned to learn the head next but ended up looking up horse anatomy :P
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Dream Job?

The chilly air wrapped around me,sending a cold shudder through my frail little body.I kept glancing over my shoulder expecting someone to pounce any instant.Ten o'clock. Dusk was coming around and the sky was erased of light and life and a terrible screechy wind had sprung out of the other end of the high pine-specked horizon, whistling of ill fortune. I pulled my light coat tightly around me and rubbing my shoulders for the fear of being frozen in this god forsaken estate.I tried to remember when I had got here but the persistent howling of the wind wouldn't allow me to think! Just as I thought I was about to die of the cold, the thick heavy black doors before me opened with a thorough bickering of bolts.I could see little of the hall except it was washed in yellow ochre- a fire,warmth! "Come!" I saw the woman only a second after she barked the order in an icy voice.A face, bone white.  But for the wicked wind I wouldn't have for the death of me stepped into
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The Dream Lender

Image courtesy : www.josephinewall.co.uk Dreams are a wonderful gift The light, cushioned sensation, as we sink into bed and gently begin to fall and then awaken to new world so real yet so magical, is indeed wonderful!  Sadly I don't have dreams so often, nightmares too evade me most times.And I begin to think it's something wrong with me- maybe I'm not creative in my active mind,maybe I'm much too a realist. Maybe I'm not in sync with my environment and am probably a mere juxtaposition in such a happening world and have numbed senses. Or maybe I'm a heavy sleeper.  Unfortunate really, when I hear of highly animated fantasy-like  dreams of others. My sister is most blessed with such midnight matinees. The weird, the wicked and the heroic seize her unconscious world and spin full length fairy tales , some of them really scary too,adorned with elaborate detail. Whether it is her charming narration or simply my longing for such dreams it's tremendously
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eugene

Somehow I feel he must be called Eugene. :P
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Iruthalapakshi :)

The tale of the two-headed bird from the Panchatantra stuck with me. Iruthalapakshi :)
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hUMBLE sTROKES

iT''s been some time since I picked up a brush. Not the most impressionist, but for the love of oil pastels,here is a ballroom couple!  Tried to stick to Red,Blue and White in this one. Intended to be Katrina Kaif but turned out a hybrid of Katrina and Penelope? or some man? Originally a pencil sketch that the scanner cast a spell on. So this is what you get.
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