existence...

many a times i think about my existence...
but,only one answer comes to my mind.
i'm just a dot on this earth
and the earth...is just another dot in this universe
and so...
i stop thinkin about my existence
and
when u stop thinkin about urself
u r free
free as a bird that flies high up in the sky
tries to break the limits
but something pulls it ...
back in this hole
n out of despair
i again...start thinking about my existence

who am i?who are we???who are they???
where did we come from how it all started???
what made the air?what made the fire??what made the earth and the water???
are we alone?why do we think?is there something else like us?do they think?
how can u look into a person's eyes without him seeing you???will he always have to be blind??why do we listen to music? how does it make us happy n why??does god exist??does he know that we exist? are we his creations?what is this universe? why there is a constant urge for survival...when every body knows for sure that we will have to die in the end??do we really die??is there life after death??what are spirits??where do they live...in another dimension??what is dimension??someone told my friend to think of more than 3 dimensions...one can be time...but then time cannot be travelled back...if we can move faster than light can we travel time...lets say i can travel faster then light...then i can definitely go to almost any place at any instant..i can see what is happening and then come back to my source place....but then how can i say i have travelled time...what if someone can travel time...can god travel time???why do we dream?are dreams for real?what is love?what is hate?why do we have emotions?do snakes have emotions?why do we kill people?why do we kill animals?why do we pretend to feed them?why do we pretend? what is pretention?what am i writing?what are u reading?why am i writing?why am i listening to radiohead?why do people dope? why do i dope?what is meant by psychedelic trips? am i having one? but i'm not doped...nor poisoned..why do people commit suicide...???
why do they have fears?why did i stop???

on horses

GRAZING HORSES...........
now where shall i start from???
The Phantom....his horse Hero...started my fasination for horses n drawing them...then its was going to my grandpa's home...we had to travel by the Red Road...past maidan...the grazin horses there...then there was Kashmir..paradise on earth..my first real-life encounter with a horse...n riding it....before that it was all books..n distant looks...
loved them in all colours...be it white or black...loved them wild...not the well-dressed n crew-cut army horses...loved alexander...loved tipu...loved shivaji...for their love for horses...
even loved the sleepy hollow for that headless horseman...
love metallica's 'four horsemen'...
never thought why they would have to show the deaths of the horses in 'the ring'....

THE PHANTOM...the ghost who walks...the undead...

the original work....the dead...n...the undead

the phantom has long been my favorite....my association with him started a long time back...and its been after all these 20 years i have realised his influence on me....

it started with horses...my love for them....drawing them...sketching them...then africa...the pygmies...the pirates...then all sorts of wierd things...the skull..the wizardry..the spirits...and how the legacy still lives on...there is a normal man...and then there is The Phantom.......then there are the good n the bad...n everyone knows that secrects are meant to be kept secrets...and behind the skull cave...the waterfall...there lies everything...so u must know that behind every veil hides a face...that may be good or that may be evil...but the good must fight the evil....n so he moves like a spirit ...with the wind he comes n with the wind he goes...you will not have the a clue...maybe you will never know..but justice has arrived....

the ghost who walks

the ghost who walks... better known as 'the phantom'...considered by me as one of the most intriguing comic characters ever created....this one is also a piece of the original...with some technological wizardry...

the ghost who walks...
as the legend goes...the phantom never dies...it is nothing but a spirit...it has lived on for more than 400 hundred years....many tried to kill it but it never was to be...cause from the ashes it will rise n bring death to the unholy for all the sins they have committed...and take their spirits and make them free....cause one cannot live with guilt...and so as the legend goes if there has to be any end of all this evil doings...it has to be through the hands of THE PHANTOM...cause,
he is the undead...the ghost who walks...

Death to the dead

the skull..............cut from the original phantom-skull and the a bit of this technological trickery....

the skull...one of the significant symbols in our life...

it is but known to everyone...
that u can run...n...u can hide...but u can never...
ever...escape from DEATH...
that what is inevitable will happen...the skull...
a symbol of evil...so whoever has it, u better beware...cause,
it is but known to everyone...
that u can run...n...u can hide...but u can never...
ever... escape from THE UNDEAD

Sea of Madness

SEA of MADNESS

thoughts... killed, drowned, burnt, eclipsed, reborn...LAMENT n HOPE

the singer laments,

the hammer kills,

HELP!!!is wat the hand seeks ,

but the sun only laughs.

u r the ones who hav fought for power

n power will u get for the exchange of ur dears

ur own beloved sons n daughters

n then u shall burn in hell

so

stop countin ur money

n start countin your tears

n save each drop...

for ur near n dear ones

cause these tears will one day...

nourish ur child.

pretty woman

one of my oldest...
love the way she looks...
just follow the trail
don't follow the crooks
she'll lead u to the bar...
n then take away ur car...
and then honey
all ur money..
but u'll never regret
all u have lost
to the woman
worth the cost...

the boy...emotions deep within

the boy is staring at me....uhhh no!!! its you, at whom its starting at..it... its a boy not any non-living piece of shit!!! so u should say hes's a boy...by the way that do you mean by non-living...its your job to make the non-living things alive...so in the first place if there was no non-living thing in this world then who fuck whould be living any anyway!!! and what exactly do you mean by non-living thing even this fukin computer has given a life-time...that is warranty period i pressume...but it lives more than that...well in most of the cases...in the ABC software industry where i work the computers havn't slept for years now and they are still up and alive....well...lets not get into that again....with my sore lips i cannot tell you much of the IT industry, where i'm a little baby now...spoon-fed everyday......anyways coming back to the point...ha the boy...leaving alone the living and non-living stuff...by the ways we kill the living things just to make us a bit more alive and up high in the sky...wat were u thinkin about ...i was talkin of grass..ok ok...lets come back to the point.. whom the boy is lookin at???..i should not use the word staring in this context....well i guess he's trying to explore his mind....now why would a boy want to explore his mind...we so called grown-ups do it...a child does not need to "explore his mind" ...his mind itself is a sea of thoughts ..imagination...strange perceptions...unlikely visualisations...contemplations....he is still innocent...with no cruel thoughts in his mind like what you and i have....readin this piece of shit...n me writin this piece of shit...you can see the world in his eyes...when i was a child i loved the book robinson crusoe...n i always wondered why does he have to go back ....or u may say come back to this ugly cruel world...the child's mind is pure...he thinks of new things to come...the blue sea....the marooned island where he can live his own life...away from all these mortal interferences...his eyes are full of emotions so true...but in the end the bitter fact of life as in "Lord of the Flies"... in the fight for survival, man brings out the beast in him...and so with time one thing is but for sure... as the grows ..old age and treachery will overcome youth and skill!!!

that little girl

the little girl...intelligent n flirtatious as ever...
well, what to say...one of my fav sketches....