Painting The Walls Bright :)

 I live, eat, sleep and dream colours nowadays, and the amateur artist in me cannot resist the temptation to paint on any blank surface around me. I have painted on the door of my bedroom, on canvases, sketchbooks and now on the walls outside my house, along the staircase :)



My lovely neighbour, Madhvi can vouch for my artwork, she thinks the walls look better now that I have unleashed my creativity on them :)

Would love to read your thoughts on the same :)

Thank you, and have a great day.

By Sulekha Rawat

Gond Tribal Art And Painting Workshop

A dear friend, Diksha, invited me to her studio for this amazing workshop, Gond painting, and I jumped at this chance, managed to paint something, and loved learning this new art form. I had not heard of this particular style of painting but enjoyed learning the basic techniques of this vibrant and intricate art.Look forward to learning more about Gond painting.

The Gond tribal community is one of central India’s largest indigenous communities and their art is an expression of their everyday quest for life. The Gond art rendezvous with the belief that “viewing a good image begets good luck”. This inherent belief led the Gonds to decorating their houses and the floors with traditional tattoos and motifs.Read more

I bring you my journey as an amateur Gond art student, also proudly present my artwork :)


The teacher



Thank you and have a great day :)

By Sulekha Rawat

Book Review – All Aboard!

Book Title :All Aboard

Author :Kiran Manral

Publisher : Penguin Books India

About The Book-

When Rhea Khanna is dumped by her boyfriend of four years just days before her marriage, the only thing she wants to do is to get out of the city to clear her head. The opportunity presents itself immediately when her aunt, a retired school headmistress, invites her aboard a Mediterranean cruise. As Rhea struggles to cope with her grief of being dumped at the altar, she finds herself getting attracted to the seemingly involved Kamal Shahani – the infuriatingly attractive ex-student of her aunt and a hot shot entrepreneur. To add to the confusion, Sonia, Kamal’s very attractive ex-girlfriend boards the ship in a bid to win him back.

Will Rhea heal her broken heart, or will she end up even more shattered than she was when she got on this cruise?

20150922_102927Book Review

After reading Kiran’s book many of us might end up envying Rhea instead of sympathizing with her over her break up, just days before her marriage; mainly because after getting dumped she gets to go with her lovely aunt, Rina Masi on a Mediterranean cruise and bumps into the dashing Kamal Shahani…….read the complete book review in the Reads section of Social Potpourri.

By Sulekha Rawat

Book Review – Miracle

 Book Review

Title – Miracle (Poetry book)

Author- Aabha Vatsa Midha

Publisher – Authorspress

Miracle  by Aabha Vatsa MidhaMiracle, by Aabha Vatsa Midha is a great collection of poems that deal with various issues in our everyday lives and society. As the title suggests, this fascinating book is primarily about the marvels of life. The various poems in this book describe emotional attachment between friends, lovers and also humans and God in a very simple and honest way.

The poem, ‘Ganga, A cry’, highlights the issue of pollution and is a cry for saving the environment and cleaning the revered river Ganga. The social cause is highlighted by means of poetry and Aabha creates awareness about this through her powerful and sensitive words.

Another poem I would like to mention is, ‘Against All Odds’, women empowerment is depicted in the act of Dahi Handi break during Janamashtami. A male bastion till a few years ago, Dahi handi is witnessing a change in its participants and many women are forming human pyramids to celebrate this festival. The strength of a woman is projected well in this positive poem. She emerges victorious, against all odds.

The first poem, ‘Adieu’, is an enchanting love poem that ends in tragedy. The pangs of heartache and loneliness, and the agony and ecstasy of love, are reflected beautifully in all the romantic poems. Other poems in this book are about devotion, God, healing, and a few motivational ones as well. ‘Doubts’ talks about not letting negative thoughts cloud your judgment, having faith in yourself, quieting the inner critic and performing your duties.

The poems flow through the book in a rhythm, starting with melancholy strains and ending on a very bright and positive note with the poem, ‘The Game’. I enjoyed reading “Miracle” with its refreshing collection of light and interesting poems. Sharing a few lines from the inspiring poem, ‘The Game’-

Now the dreams are back

Radiant and sparkling

Once again I soar high

And higher

My victory

Snug in my heart…

 By Sulekha Rawat

Haiku Of Colours

Red Yellow  Green


Blue  Lilac

Red is dangerous

Loudly screams murder mayhem

Beware of this hue


Yellow is sunshine

Happiness and joy to all

The rays of friendships


Green sign of new life

Of envy money and growth

A curious mix


Orange is for fun

Playful and creative too

Citrusy flavor


Blue soothes and calms us

Deeply loyal and stable

Peaceful tranquil blue


Lilac is for love

For affection and passion

Truly forever


By Sulekha Rawat


Dealing With Pet Loss

I lost my baby dalmatian on 7 May 2015 and am trying to carry on living as normally as I can, given the circumstances. Sparky was my darling and her paw-prints have left an indelible mark on my soul. How does one not miss the apple of one’s eye? Is it possible to forget she didn’t live with us for 12 years and our lives revolved around her? We never went on a family holiday together, one of us always volunteered to stay back with Sparky. She was the wheel and we were the spokes.

After she went away to the spirit world, I tried immersing myself in activities which needed me to learn new things, techniques, kept me busy so that I wouldn’t miss my baby. I planted a few saplings, read up on growing plants in a balcony. The surprising thing was that all my plants survived my ministrations, considering the fact that my earlier attempts had always met with disaster. Maybe it was her love and spirit that kept the greens green and my thumbs blameless.

Then came a phase where I took up acrylic painting, very new to me, hence it warranted more reading up on the net and more canvases being bought, wasted and repainted upon. This activity helped me heal somehow, I lost all track of time and people while painting and this eased the constriction in my chest a bit too.

I bought a few canvas boards and started splashing paint on them randomly, some I tried painting by watching tutorials on how to paint, and tried to replicate the paintings in the videos.  I painted over on a few of my initial paintings, not because my second attempts were an improvement on the earlier ones but because my heart was reluctantly getting used to the idea of a life without Sparky and my paintings are testimony to my acceptance and adaptability. All my artwork is still raw and messy, a bit like my heart, a lot like my soul.

I have posted before and after pictures of my work under this post and hope you will be able to see where I am going with this. My healing journey from June to August 2015…






















Stencil Painting

Stencil Painting




















20150823_140810 20150831_200129By Sulekha Rawat


A Silent Home



Coming home to an empty house is so heartbreaking! The emptiness engulfs you in its lonely fold, smothering you and you don’t even make an attempt to come up for air.
There used to be a precious angel who lived for your smiles and rejoiced at your coming home, who is no more with you. Her absence cuts through your heart and you long for the unconditional and unadulterated shower of affection on your hungry soul. The only thing you can do is hug her essence contained in the urn kept in the cabinet. Your loud tears intermingle with her silent ashes and the touch of her lifeless remains help you to go on living until you meet again at the rainbow bridge.


By Sulekha Rawat


Haiku – Today I Will Dream…

 Today’s prompt:  Today I will……….

We celebrated our 69th Independence Day yesterday on 15th August 2015 and my haiku are also all about freedom and liberty.

Today I WillToday I will dream

Of a happy place on earth

My country, my land.



Today I will sing

Unafraid and unrestrained

Freedom is my right.



Today I will meet

Life headlong, march on ahead

Liberty is mine.



Today I will not

Bow down to terror and hide

Bravery is I.



Today I will vow

No one is above the law

Justice is not blind.



Today I will wish

My mind remembers you all

Unsung, brave, heroes.



Today I will sow

The seeds of truth and valor

For the youth to reap.



Today I will live

Feeling safe as you are there

Guarding our borders.


#100WordsonSaturday 1 August 2015



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By Sulekha Rawat



Frayed Figment

Poetry is on my mind, all the time :)

Hence this poem for #Mondaymusings

20150622_192427 I see you in my head

And sometimes by my bed

Your eyes speak volumes

But your lips, forever silent.


My fractured dreams and

Ruptured fantasies, plunge

my mind in insipid creaminess

Of unpleasant ashen realities.


Can hear your whispering breath

Engulfs my heart in its silken web

At last, our eager souls embrace

The Coffin shuts on my smiling face.


By Sulekha Rawat

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Book Review – Gone Girl

Book Review – Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn

.Book Review of GG

Book Title  :Gone Girl                                                                                                             Author        :Gillian Flynn

The Book in brief

Five years into his marriage, Nick Dunne finds himself embroiled in a murder investigation. The victim is his beautiful and amazing wife, Amy. The needle of suspicion points at the husband when his wife disappears on their wedding anniversary; especially after her incriminating personal diary is found hidden in a nook. The whole town believes Nick to be guilty of being involved in her disappearance and possible murder, even though he denies it, and appears to be cooperating in looking for her with the police and the public. What goes against him is that he looks like he is hiding something; is he a killer? Where is Amy’s body? Will they ever find her and bring her killer to justice?

Read the complete book review at the Storytellers on SP

By Sulekha Rawat

p.s. This tweet from a wonderful writer made my day :)