THE HIDDEN DIARIES

 THE LIE OF TRUTH

Sitting by the window on a rainy morning she was thinking about life. Life which has colors in it, a life which lost colors. The music of rain  was creating the melody of  life. The rain water touching every realm of earth , the greenery all around making eyes feel unreal about their own existence. Neither she was questioning nor she was criticizing, but there was something in her eyes that faded every second. What was it? Was it a new beginning or ending of an old story? 

Suddenly the background changed and she was in world totally different of what she was living in. What was it, was it even real? Millions of people were there in front of her. She found herself standing on the stage all dressed up formally. The public was huge in number and they all were waiting for her to speak. For her, but why?

Who was she , why was she even there? She saw around and witnessed she was standing next to the Prime Minister of the country. But how and why was she standing next to Mr. Prime minister. All of a sudden , the anchor welcomed all along with her and asked everyone to take their respective seats. Her mother and father came up to the stage with proud and sat at her back seat. Her mother asked, 'can you give the speech , are you nervous?' She looked her with questionable look. How could everything change suddenly? what was even happening. Further she could think anymore, she was welcomed to give a speech to the audience. Apart from all this , she was internally feeling happy. She started speaking but couldn't speak, but she was speaking and nothing could be herd. 

Public started chanting her name loudly and suddenly, bright light hit her eyes and it was all knowing things around her. She swallowed the surrounding. It was raining really hard. It was a dream. A dream?

Yes, a dream that felt real but wasn't true. It was the lie of the truth. But it was something she dreamt of?

She wanted a life where she could have fans, or a more appreciable term would be appreciators. 

The diary was shut closed and pen was kept aside. Sighing she completed another chapter of her novel and thinking hard to write further but nothing crossed her mind.

~A fiction by theAgamidtalks

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THE HIDDEN DIARIES

 THE STORY OF HAPPINESS AND SADNESS...

In the realm of heaven, two sisters, happiness and sadness were born. The creator, when creating the mortals was managing the human emotions. He ordered the red- winged angel, The Seraphim to deal with the creation of human emotions. But a slight mistake by Seraphim resulted the birth of an emotion which ceased to exist in heaven. Born from the essence of human emotions, sadness was not accepted by the angels in Paradisia, the kingdom of God. Happiness could not bear partition from her twin and pleaded to the almighty to accept her. The creator being the greatest forgiver agreed and they were tasked with a sacred mission: to descend upon earth and walk among mortals. The immortals roamed the earth and witnessed humanity. Happiness gave joy and warmth to humans while sadness mourned together with them and suffered together, feeling the pain that humans felt. And the life from then, welcomed the two together.

The human clan lived together with happiness and sadness. Life is always about some sad and happy moments but to smile is of no connection to the two emotions. If life is full of happiness then the actual meaning of birth is destroyed. Humans are always the most bestowed creatures on the earth because they were given emotions together with mind. Sadness will always be the part of life but to smile to that sadness is the power given only to humans. A most beautiful curve on the human body is smile. A smile has all the magical powers to cure a person. It is the inner reflection of the soul that declares its happy freedom in this world of material power and strength. Smiling has always been the remedy to cure diseases that medicine lacks. A smile can calm the stormy seas of our minds, bringing peace and serenity. Happiness is not something readymade, it comes from our actions. Happiness is not constant but to start a day with smile is always our choice. Helping others, sharing love and joy will always bring you peace. A smile will always make your day and no matter how evil the world will be, a smile is the greatest weapon given to humanity to fight the evil. Today we challenge you humans to share a smile says the immortals!

   

                                                              

                           ~A fiction by theAgamidtalks

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THE HIDDEN DIARIES

 THE STORY UNTOLD....

A story is a combination of various characters. Each story has its own outline and twists. A writer who writes, always frames a story in his mind first before giving it a way to his diary. Some stories touch hearts while some breaks heart. But one thing is very common in each story and that is characters. No matter how different the story is, it will always have characters. But to think of a story is not possible without characters? When stories breaks the membrane separating the imaginative world from reality, the mind gets confused and heart refuses to believe whether the reality is true?

Some stories always fascinates me while some makes me think hard. One such story that always revolves in my mind and makes me think that what was the story behind. And as i writer , my mind craves to reveal all those stories! 

December, winter evening

Does something makes you question the abnormalities of life? One winter evening, i was in the market with my dad. The temperature was chill, maybe 16 degrees or something as it was December. The Christmas was about to spread it's sparkles in the month. Standing outside the sweets shop, my eyes landed on a small girl, maybe 5 years old. I couldn't ignore her, she was bare feet in the chilling winter of December, clothes were worn out at some places and she had a paper in her hand which she tore into small pieces to play with. She starred at a flower shop. Her little eyes noticing those flowers with much delicacy. 15 minutes later, the shopkeeper offered her a small marigold which she took in her tiny hands. She smiled ! The moment she smiled i couldn't notice anything except her.  The surrounding got blurred and nothing was beautiful anymore except her little smile. My mind couldn't erase her smiling scene. Even in the winter full of chill, her smile was warm. She was smiling  forgetting every prison. 
I returned back home but could not get my mind off it. I wondered what was her story. That night I couldn't sleep. I tried dripping off to rest but my mind replayed the scene. I got up to get my diary and a pen. That night my diary witnessed a new poem. With a blue ink pen i wrote 

" woh ajnabi muskan" ( that unknow smile).

I still think what was her story. Who was she, where were her parents. Did she get clothes to be warm in winter. Did she had shoes to wear? But no answers! Just her smile that quoted my mind that it was a story untold...!

                                                                     ~theAgamidtalks

   

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THE ART DYNASTY

 Chapter 04 

                                 THE BEAUTY OF NATURE

I always wonder what makes nature so beautiful and the answer is the art of nature, the creation of almighty makes it so mesmerizing that you have to wonder how much time the nature took to mould itself in the beautiful shape. The nature itself shows the beauty of art. Let's give you a ride of nature's beauty!

 THE HEALING POWER OF NATURE

Nature heals itself as well as the humans. It always inspires you to heal yourself and be at peace. Nature is all about coming one step closer to the surrounding and being in the heart of the earth.

The nature has the power to heal mankind. It always inspires me to learn from nature to have the ability of both the creation and destruction. The art always makes one at peace to loose composure and other one to be at peace. 

When the sunlight hits the peak of the snow covered mountains, a scenic beauty of nature is at its utmost display. The snow with sunlight shines like diamonds at the top of the mountains. The first ray of sunlight makes the  mountains shine making it a heaven view for eyes.

 THE way terrains are cut and steep slopes of mountains makes nature a scenic beauty. 

The art of nature cannot be defined in few words but i felt the need to share some glimpses that were so mesmerizing.

Hoping for more! Let's connect and talk at the Agamid talks at theagamidtalks@gmail.com

THE ART DYNASTY

 Chapter 03

DIWALI AND DIYAS

India is a country of traditions and cultures. Each and every religion has it's own beliefs and traditions. People in our country follow these traditions wholeheartedly till now. Some traditional beliefs are from our ancestors and some are running over a long period of time. Along with traditions , India is also a country of festivals . Festivals are all over the year starting from January till December.

    India is sparkling in the joy of Diwali which is a festival of light. One such tradition that is followed till now from ancient times is lighting mud Diyas. Diwali remarks the return of Lord Rama , goddess Sita and Lord Laxman after the exile of 14 years. Although the tradition of lighting mud diyas has decreased due to use of Chinese lights and stuffs but still the remnants of traditions resides in hearts of Indians.

 Art has many forms. Sometimes it is just colors and sketches, sometimes it is making things that lasts forever. Today i am going to talk about the art of making earthen Diyas. The traditional pottery is one of the oldest crafts of India. Many families for generations have been making these clay Diya and pots. The task of making hundreds and thousands of diyas for Diwali is so beautiful. The beauty lies in observing the making of these diyas. Just how beautifully and magnificently a potter turns the clay into these small oil lamps has always fascinated me. The smell of fresh clay just opens up every pore of my body. My mother always tells me all those purani reets( old goings) and it always amazes me how fast time changes.

 

Once when  i went to village with my parents i saw a potter making earthen utensils. The way he shapes the clay to mould the clay the way he desires. I believe it's all art , the art of creating something so valuable from just lumps of clay. He pours his heart, body and mind all into creating those small yet valuable things. The amount of effort he puts into getting the clay ready first. He digs the soil then kneads it with water. He then uses a Potter's wheel to give shape to the clay. Art resides in everything. You just need to see the things the way they are and the beauty that resides behind those.

wishing all a happy Diwali! 

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THE ART DYNASTY

 Chapter 02          

Art is that beautiful creation which requires only talent. They say money can buy you anything but it can't buy you peace. The peace that comes with solace, the peace that humans seek all their life. There is perfection and beauty in things which are not complete. There is never ever need of those expensive art supplies and sketch books because an artist just requires his soul and heart to carve out his imagination on paper. Whether he uses a paint brush or a lump of mud to draw, his vision towards art will always be unique and different from others. 

Everyone's understanding of art is different and every person's approach to art is unique.

Some believe colours have power to change while some feel a single colour can portray thoughts.

I recently received some artworks and stories behind them. Let me give you a tour of one of the artist's work... 

                           

into the sketchbook

In the very first artwork of hers, she wants to take us to the journey of her sketchbook. The first drawing displays the imaginative creativity of hers. She imagines and portrays her thoughts in form of art.
 In her second sketch she explains the importance of random sketches and not worrying about it being perfect. She beautifully explains the concept of facing our imperfections to improve and gain confidence in ourselves.

random sketching

go with flow

                

               she says she had no idea about what she was drawing ,she just drew a human head then she drew hairs and gave facial features to the drawing and it turns out to be a man. She shares a message of going with the flow and not to be scared if something goes wrong .And i too personally believe that life should go with flow and if        anything happens that breaks the flow our life we should      not be scared to turn back to the track. One should always     try to be confident and believe he can do it.

                                          

          

beauty of women

                                                                           

the face of regret

      

made on a train journey

portrait sketching

              

               

           

              It's not always possible for portraits to exist in real life,        some faces are purely imaginative and cease to exist and hence      drawing is not always based on reality, sometime things which       are not real are drawn onto the paper. 

                                                                                                    

she tells a story about her friend giving her oil pastels and then she sketching out her portrait as return gift to her.

Every painting or sketch is drawn with a motive. The motive which make an artist to keep going and complete his drawing.

I think that's what we humans too need - MOTIVE.

Motive to keep going in our life despite all our problems having a hope , a motive to see the sunrise one day.

         The objective of art is to bring peace to the one who draws it. For me it always have been the source of peacefulness of my mind bringing me intense peace and calmness But some drawings can be the cause of conflict in the mind.   

Arts by : MISS SONAKSHI 

Art is an emotion , a feeling that opens up every nerve in your body if you see it the way it seems to be. Thanking Miss Sonakshi for providing me with these beautiful art fragments.

Let's continue more chapters of THE ART DYNASTY. Please share your ideas and thoughts with me at theagamidtalks@gmail.com . Let's join and talk on the Agamid talks!.

THE ART DYNASTY

   

 Chapter 1 🖌

The word 'ART' has it's own significance.Art is a means of carving one's thoughts on paper or canvas so beautifully that the audience acknowledges the idea behind it. Whether the art is real or imaginary, an artist draws it so mesmerising that it makes people believe that the idea is true even if it cease to exist. Many people believe art to be the incarnation of thoughts that one's soul possess. When colours are splashed on the canvas or paper, it creates a world where everything is temporary permanent. A world where flowers never wither, a world where people doesn't age, a world where death doesn't come and a world where imagination becomes reality.

Art has always been a crucial part of human world. From creation of the world to the civilisation of the mankind, art has always played it's greatest role.'Universe' is the art of THE CREATOR, and we too are his creation.But the creation of art and culture we did is totally different from those supernatural things. But we are not going to talk about those. Art always had the power to bring a change to the world and to the thoughts of people.For me art has always been the thing that brings me peace. Colours have always had the power to build up a world full of imaginative reality. From the ancient times art has been preserved and treated as a valuable part of history. Even history is dependent on art. Many stories and many tales we heard or hear today were carved onto stones by our ancestors.Art has a power to speak. It screams history, it narrates present and has power to speak future.I don't know whether art is that important in your life, but for me the day i felt life is an art was the day it became so important to me .

Art doesn't always means playing with colours, we can use anything instead of colours to make masterpieces. Art tells stories without speaking.An art piece i once saw depicted a story of a women in parda (veil).After knowing the real meaning about the artwork, i was so impressed about the story that was depicted just by a women standing with a veil on her face. The story depicted that the women's face was destroyed due to an accident and the "veil" is the society that stops her from seeing the world.The people of the society will taunt her of her ugly face and will always make her feel guilty for that thing .The veil is the society that always haunts her about her destroyed face.I was mesmerised about how a single posture of a women standing with her face covered with parda depicted the cruelty of the society and how beautifully the artist showed it.  Every art has a story or maybe sometimes not but the idea behind every artwork is unique.

Let me share some of my artworks with you (some artworks are inspirations taken from other artists but with a touch of something different that totally belongs to me)

SUNFLOWERS are the the symbol of warmth and positivity. They have been considered symbols of faith and devotion.They are also known for being happy and can brighten up someone's mood.Sunflowers can inspire optimism and promote inner strength.

KATHAKALI is traditional form of classical Indian dance and is one of the most complex art form.It is a story play that describes stories from Mahabharata and other great Indian stories like Ramayana and Indian poetry.This dance form is originated in Kerala , a state in southern part of India.

SOME PAINTINGS AND OIL PASTEL WORKS 

SKETCHES AND CHARCOAL WORK

 

ART always makes me feel at peace. Art is imagination.Things which are not real seems to be real in the world of art.If you are an art lover too or an artist then take your precious time to share your artworks (if you like) on the Agamid talks. If you are impressed by any artwork that has a story behind it then share that story and lets continue further chapters of THE ART DYNASTY. Please share any art story you want to share to others.If you want to share some facts about art, you can share them too. Let's connect  and talk on the Agamid talks.

Share  your art and stories behind it at theAgamidtalks@gmail.com