Between the words!

                Painting Title: Between the words by Puneet Yadav                                                                                  Acrylic on Canvas, mixed technique, 120x100cm

Even the most uninviting and unromantic places will surprise you with small miracles: moonlight on quiet alleys past midnight. Or the scent of quenched earth and fallen neem leaves after the first rains. Or the happy riot of weekly bazaar.

Symphony of Life!

                                                   Symphony of Life! by Puneet Yadav                                                                                                                                                 pencil-sketch on A4 paper, 2007

“If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery--isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.” 
― Charles Bukowski, Factotum

Specter!

                                 Painting title:  SPECTER! by Puneet Yadav

                                   Oil and Acrylic on Canvas, mixed technique, 20"x 24", 2016

Painting is about us. That means when two individuals apparently living together but thinks differently... dreams differently... desire differently and still they are trapped. It also symbolises about a person who has evident and veiled personalities.

       Ba kuja sar niham keh chun zanjiir

       Har dare halaq-e dare digar-ast

        (Hide— but where?

                              Each door I close opens another.)

                          --Anonymous

                                     (Found in a ghazal by Mir Taqi Mir)

MOONLIGHT!

                                

                                MOONLIGHT. by Puneet Yadav 

             Oil on stretched Canvas, Mixed Technique, 20"x 30"

Perhaps, few incomplete talks are already accomplished. Perhaps, few unsaid words are still making a sense to somebody. Perhaps, few solitude moments with ourselves is not always allied with loneliness. Despite the fact that its a individual's métier is to only ask questions without desiring an answer in a soothing moonlight.