Little buds of happiness..

Little joys in life bloom like lovely flowers in a barren land.

Yesterday it was a big day for me. My pretty little daughter had her first stage performance of her life. She sang rhymes and songs at a concert with her fellow classmates in her school.

It was an overwhelming performance. I cried. I got emotional. I thank God. For this day.

My yearning brought forth fruits that I craved for. I wanted my daughter to study in a school that made her happy and gave her no homework. A school that brought out her talent and let her explore everything a child dreams of trying.

I am so happy for her. A proud parent among so many in that auditorium, my heart beamed with joy. God bless my little girl.

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Passing the time in pixels.

I saw my little sister doing this. It intrigued me to no ends. I did not get the time till this week to actually download the app.

Introducing colouring by pixel. So what we do is we are given a picture, we zoom in on it, and the picture is pixelised to alphabet and numbers that correspond to the colour palette required for the photo.

And we colour accordingly.

Helped me pass my time. Gave me the satisfaction of putting things in proper place ( a slight sense of ocd). Calmed me down among the chaos my kids and husband create. My thoughts somehow stop running in my head and all I am doing is digitally colouring.

I shall find an adult colouring book and grab some markers and begin colouring. I love that peace it gives.

Just among these lines, once upon a time I was a budding artist. I loved colour pencils and and I used to sit down and draw and colour lots and lots of pictures. I received a lot of appreciation for that at school. But my parents thought colouring was a childish hobby for a teenager and they often ridiculed me for it. And then my sister started doing the same and somehow I let go of colouring amd drawing. At one point I told her I let it so that she could excel in it. And man, has she excelled! My sister is an artist with a Pro level. She is this really amazing talented artist eho works both physical art and digital art. I hope someday she becomes famous for her work. It broke me to see she couldn’t pursue it as a career but she hasn’t backed down.

So I let go of it all. Once in a while, the artist in my yearns to do drawing and colouring once again. Maybe I might begin soon. I must.

On the Wall.

Walls are awesome. Weird statement, I know. But I am fascinated by walls. Each time I look at a wall with leisure, my brain begins ticking as to what can I do to make this wall look outstanding? So, to satisfy this appetite I worked upon two walls of my room.

I tried my hand at a corner vector and two Arabic calligraphic designs and words.

All it took was a pencil, an eraser, ruler and glossy black paint. And TIME 🙂

After much surfing on google images, I found this really intriguing corner design and worked it up on the wall with a sight modification.

I couldn’t get my hands on a paint brush, so I used an earbud to do the painting after the outline.

The Arabic word here is Al-Hubb. It translates to the emotion of Love. (And hence the little crayon red heart).

 

After a while, another wall of my room was bothering me. It was just to empty. So I did this. Its a reproduction of an image I came across on Instagram.

This is “Muhammadur Rasul Ullah” in Arabic. A part of the Kalimah, that states Muhammaed (P.B.U.H) is the messenger of Allah.

 

Mehendi Mania

I love mehendi designing. It’s a passion past-time for me lately. Daddy always told me, beti you should learn mehendi designing. I don’t remember why he wanted me to learn, but he wanted me to do it.
I have always adored the lovely ladies who constantly  applied it for me. First my mamma, then Seher Baji (my neighbour from Nagpur) and lastly a slightly arrogant neighbour aunty (she refused to teach the art of applying it). Others who spent their valuable time to apply it for me included my Fouzia Aunty, my cousin sis Ada, Arshiya Aunty, a girl named Nasreen opposite to my house. I mention all their names because to me, applying mehendi is an honour, a great art, and one of my biggest passion. In one way or the other I have looked upto them to do it myself someday. My lovely artistic sis Farheen, who is a creative genius, used to be the one who always took the initiative to try it herself.
Why I love mehendi?, I believe it has something to do with love and romance. Some sort of link with beauty and elegance. Of all the subtle ways I use to woo my hubby, mehendi is one of them. I hide his name initials in the design and he gets to guess it. A tiny moment of happiness for me watching him guess.
Anyway, so here I am on the path of mastering the art of mehendi. Some I design by myself,some are semi or whole replicas.
Whatever the case or occasion, it’s happiness to me…

Round Pillow

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I have always loved to stitch. It’s a kind of work that gives immense satisfaction on completion. It gives me a feeling of accomplishment.
It’s been a long time since I did any stitching. So my lovely creative mom gave me an idea. Working on which, I sewed up this round pillow also called as ‘gau/gol takiya’ in our dialect. I used an old pillow cover and re-stitched it. Clothes that my daughter outgrew became its filling.
This pillow is used as an arm rest or back rest.