UNIBROW – Blow up with Delhi illustrations

This video was made for the Delhi Blow-up exhibition organised by the Blindboys and
the Greenhouse some time back. I had totally forgotten about the video after the event.

The Whispering Willows

Hustling and bustling
this land is
Bustling with trees
so tall and so old

As I walk by
in the silence of the night
These grand old trees pass on
a rustling message,
all in perfect harmony
A sound so magical,
it seems to possess me,
it seems to hypnotise
I think it tells me
they are alive!

They are breathing!
They are whispering,
that this is their time!

After the day is done and
all the people have gone
They make merry
all night long
till the sun rises and
rings the gong!

Up above the cloud so high

Up above on the far away cloud
I want to live
There is so much on the ground,
so many people, so many buildings,
so much speed, so much!

The clouds are still empty
So let me quietly take refuge
on a tiny speck
This would be just enough
to make a little space
to lie down and rest
A place to sit down and draw
and a little space to
sit and watch the world go by
Or rather I should say
Watch the world as the clouds go by

I will sail through the skies
like being on a carpet that flies
I will pick up the stories
and tales alike
There is a lot of time
as the clouds float by
so I will spend my days
drawing, writing and reading
all the books that I missed
but I like

Yes darling, I will miss you a lot
So I will make paper planes
of all my drawings and thoughts
Will wait for the wind
Will measure the flight
The moment it looks up to you
I will let them fly

Up in the sky
I will listen to the birds
sing and sigh
They will bring me messages
and gifts a like
I will invite them for lunch
sing songs and chit chat
When the night comes
I will ask the moon
to sit with me and tell me stories
marvel at our view of all the fireflies
and wake me up on time
when the sun shines.

Love Mist

Love again seems to be falling
on me like soft mist
Covering me from everywhere
slowly seeping into my skin
Making me feel its presence

Its chill makes me realise
that I am alive and I can feel

It wants me to cover myself
and relish this feeling
that promises to stay with me
all the time

Like the traditions that
have altered through the ages
but have stuck around

It promises to stay with me
underneath my skin
Deep inside
Growing and nourishing
the feeling
till my skin turns the same colour
as the ground.

Why the world came into existence

nonsense diptych

Nonsense!
No sense,
i see in nothing.

No meaning
No reason
No purpose,
except for our selfish existence
Mindless existence of
eating, destroying the very soil
we stand on

We were born mindlessly
for no logical reason
contributing to all the nonsense
already abundant

So I indulge in nonsense
with no qualms and consciousness
No purpose and no direction
Even the planet we live in has
No beginning, no end!
No start, no finish!

It suspends in no air
No reason why it keeps turning
at most it is boring!

The sun just keeps blazing
The stars keep shining and
the moon keeps reflecting.

They have no will, no purpose
So does my verse and
my corpus!