Holding a cup of drink, that your good friend just passed on to you, with a trashy party song going on at the back and you are having a really good time, but then all of a sudden it crawls inside you again. It whispers in your ear, it holds your bones, it is there again and you stand still, holding the cup and contemplating that this is it. Your lips aren’t stretched as they were before, you stop smiling and realize how temporary everything is. The very thought of everything ending soon and you being left alone, no one to answer to and no one to ask any question to.
This is about relating to geographies, matter and people that resonate with my sense of being alone, with no one around, rotting and rusting away into the air of loneliness.
They say “when you are about to die, you see progressive weird lights engulfing you, surrounding us slowly and then all at once into a peaceful and soothing space that you don’t wish to let go”, but isn’t it something similar when we are alive?
I feel we are constantly surrounded by people, stories, incidents and experiences that we sometimes wish to never get over with and I try to keep a memory of such alienated experiences both mentally and visually, that results in sudden emotional orgasms, the feeling of being far away from my own self at random times and resonating with emotions. This is based on moments that continues to confuse me between dreams and reality and transcends me into another far off place in my head.
Heat, dust, handmade heaven, vibrant colors, the feet moving drum beats and exotic cultures from all over world, Surajkund Mela aka Surajkund Art and Handicrafts Fair. This is organised by Haryana Tourism in collaboration with Union Ministries of Tourism, Textiles, Culture and External Affairs. A full fledged carnival for anyone no matter what age and also a great opportunity for local handicraft artists and villagers to set up their own stalls.