A Goddess leaves her heavenly abode permanently to bless the parched earth. Ganga, dear to Shiva, descends softly to be the purest of all streams.
The light that shines is from within not without.
An enchantress, the finest danseuse, and a vicious slayer, Mohini allures evil to its own doom.
Lord Vishnu dons the most vicious avatar to end the evil of a malevolent king. The Nav Rasas are within us, so is the Bhayanak Ras, only time reveals it.
Peacocks, Music, Flowers, Gardens, the soft smile, the long eyelashes, the silky voice, flawless skin, long hair, tender feet, have you ever wondered how Krishna alone can be the masculine charmer with all those delicate feminine features?
She was both male and female. It was odd, nevertheless unique. This tale of Shikhandi and her urge to avenge the greatest warrior of all times, Bheeshma, throws light on one of the only transgenders in Mythology
Beyond all definitions of beauty, Goddess Rati, the Goddess of Kama and Love, resides in the best niche of the heart
All fiery desires lie quenched beyond the face, for look within, you are the Buddha
She is Everything visible and invisible around. Aadi Shakti, the energy that drives the universe
Lord Vishnu watches upon the world from above, as his plots unfold as written; as his cryptic smile hides the secret of the universe
As this Ninth Avatar of the Vishnu stands in stark contrast with the rest, Gautam Buddha brings peace and righteousness to the world
In the second prahar of the night, enthroned on the lotus, Saraswati’s Veena evokes the most enchanting melody as the beauteous Hansas dance with joy
The Master of 64 arts (kala), Ganapati Bappa is as colourful
Everyone’s favourite God with a sweet tooth, a sweet appetite and sweet being. Isn’t he more of an adorable friend?
When steeling a pot or two of butter, at the Dandiya Raas with his beloved Radha, while uprooting the Govardhan parvat, when with the 16000 wives of his, at the court while saving Paanchali from humiliation, in the troubled times at Hastinapur and at the Holy war in the Kurukshetra, Krishna wore his divine, charming smile, hiding from the world his true identity
Only passion can drive the rugged, lithe machismo of the Mahadev into an elegant dance
Lost in tales, River Goddess Drishadwati, like her sister Saraswati refused to meet the sea and dried eventually. While Saraswati lived on as a celestial Goddess, Drishadwati, was forgotten in myth. She, along with Saraswati, once flowed to form the borders of the Holy Land of Manu, where the Vedas were written, and the civilization was best
The most beautiful Princess of all times, Damayanti was left only with sorrow in her eyes as her beloved Nala, abandoned her in the dark forest
A loyal friend, a forgiving son, a fierce lover, a people’s king, the bravest warrior and a true Kshatriya; the most celebrated character of the Mahabharata, Karna, in his final struggle
The Creator, The Guardian and the Destroyer are one. The infinite Aum, that resonates within every atom is them
The union of Shiv’s elegant Tandav and the graceful Lasya Nritya of his consort, Shakti form the “TaLa” or the rhythm of the universe. Their union, the Nataraaj, thus performs the cosmic dance, explaining to us, the dual nature of life
Shakuntala cringes in horror as the Handsome Prince of Hastinapur, Dushyant, unknowingly fires an arrow through one of her beloved does, Sundari; a rather unceremonious beginning of a saga
She is as fierce as beautiful, Kaali represents that strength of a woman that is beyond mere muscle power; for her fury invites Pralay
Prince Siddhartha was the wealthiest of all Shakya Princes, enlightened, Siddhartha Gautama’s treasures were all the more immeasurable
If these paintings were a book, then this one would be its cover; Abstract Ananta depicting the upward journey of a thousand souls
Tales are immortal. Told from one generation to another, layers build upon them, but the underlying essence remains. The universe will always remain a mystery to us, until we learn from these tales of love, war, vengeance, courage, righteousness to find the right path into the “Anaadi Ananta”. For there is no religion, there is only infinity.
*These are brief descriptions that were put up with the paintings that featured in Ananta.