Tuesday, February 26, 2008

A Dreaming Titli

Titli was wondering why her brother, Rahul, became so enthusiastic whenever he went out to play cricket in the evening...she was thinking what can be so special and magical about a game of a bat and a ball? Rahul had many a times tried to explain to her that cricket is his life, but the 11-year-old Titli failed to understand the importance of wood and leather in his life. So one evening, she thought of watching Rahul play. Through her half-sleepy eyes, she watched her brother batting and her neighbour bowling to him. She watched 4 balls being bowled, and nothing happening. And then suddenly, Rahul hit a six...and the crowd, which had the likes of rickshaw walas, nearby shops' owners, some employees, and some neighbours who were standing in their balconies who had nothing better to do in the evening; started shouting with joy and chanting Rahul's name loudly. Titli got scared of all the noise. She called her mother and informed her about the noise outside. Her mother started laughing and said, "Pagli Titli, your brother is playing well, which is no reason to be scared of." Her mother went back. Since Titli still couldn't understand the prodigiousness of hitting a six and breaking a neighbour's window, she went inside to watch television.

When Rahul came back in the night, all sweaty and smiling, he had a chocolate in his hand which he gave to Titli. Titli without questioning her brother's generosity and euphoria, opened the chocolate and started eating it. Rahul just smiled and went in the kitchen to inform his mother that his team had won. Titli heard that and immediately went to the kitchen. Rahul saw her, pointed towards the chocolate and said, "And that was my trophy." Rahul and his mother started laughing.

The next day, Titli was painting something for her mother, while her mother was watching television. Titli suddenly said, "Why is bhai so passionate about cricket? It's just a game..." Her mother said, "It's more than a game to him." Titli raised the paint brush, like a lawyer makes a point in the court; and said, "But I still don't understand." Her mother said, "What does a paint brush mean to you?" Titli stared at her mother and then at the paint brush and then at her mother. Titli said, "I like painting. The paint brush helps me in doing so. Infact I can become a painter..." Titli started dreaming with the paint brush resting on her face. Her mother said, "Titli, you can definitely become a painter but don't paint on your face!" Titli who was still lost in her dreams asked her mother, "Ma, is dreaming a good thing to do?" Her mother didn't reply. She stared at Titli. Titli shook her mother from her thoughts and asked the question again. Her mother said, "Well, dreaming is as important as breathing...it's important to dream about yourself, your future or your present. Happy? Now complete your painting."

After half an hour, Titli showed her mother the painting. Her mother was choked with emotions. Rahul saw the painting and stared at Titli and said, "You have made this!" Titli said, "It may not be perfectly painted...but the emotion is perfectly there in it. She's free...to fly...to dream...to breathe. She represents Life." Titli's mother and brother were speechless.



22 comments:

  1. beautiful! :)

    just love your originality...the ideas... :)

    ps: vaise, can i ask what was the inspiration behind this piece?

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  2. Good imagination & creativity!

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  3. i really liked the idea behind it...d way u tried to explain the meaning of life was wonderful :)
    But when i read the title, i thought it would be the story of a butterfly. u broke my heart :( lolzz! ;):P ...kidding..
    kp up d gud work :)

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  4. Nice way of putting across things.

    I could actually relate to my childhood days, when I was very passionate about cricket and my sister used to be lost in her world of colors.

    By the way, Titli happens to be you, rit?

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  5. Listen this time i not gonna say ne thin bout u or bout ur interests..... S its non of ma business.... But i dare a person lik u coz i guess u got some striking similarities wid me...... Now don question wat it is and plz don think bout it a lot... I am sorry da last time i sent u a msg....
    Ur an aspirin journalist i hope....

    (The only thin i am msgin u coz i wanna learn many thins from u and ur environment, hence v gain somethin)

    Srirangan.S

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  6. this one was realy sweet...and i loved the simplicity of the plot..yet it did drive home a very powerful meaning..the potential of dreams to make life more meaningful...and the importance of pursuing one's dreams..the brother pursuing his passion for cricket and sister her passion for painting..i really loved it..reminiscent of paolo coellho...im not exaggerating...i really loved this one...btw how did u manage to get the painting..

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  7. touching...gets right through...like the way you write

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  8. The story was good, but err, am I missing something?

    The painting looked like a bunch of paints spilled in pattern over a canvas (I don't know too much about painting)?

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  9. Beautiful painting 'Titli'. :)

    Nice blog! I liked it.
    Happy writing. :)

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  10. u have given a new life to an architype plot.greaaaat work!expect more creative magics from u...

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  11. i cant say anything that hasnt already been said in prior comments, but i can say this.

    you are really gifted, love the way your ideas merge to paint a larger image in the readers head

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  12. You know what...I can relate to this.I do feel like Titli at times but the things I dream about are different from those of Titli's.
    Whatever be it...this one was good...really a good one.
    And I somehow feel that it reflects you..maybe..

    ps:You know I hv dropped that stupid idea I shared with you last night..really..THANX:)

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  13. Amazing story there.....


    Keep writing endless....

    the wings of your imagination are towards rapid growth...let them grow.

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  14. Awesome painting! Aside the beautiful butterfly I could see many more things in this painting.

    Just listing them down:
    1) A phoenix bird rising out of fire (extreme left)
    2) A beautiful pink diamond necklace right in the middle
    3) A ferocious dog scowling in the right side on the top
    4) Face of a old men with french beard just above the red paint in the right..

    I had cut those seperate portions but could not actually paste it here.

    Excellent work! Keep rocking!

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  15. really nice...and beautifully put up!! do visit my blog too..

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  16. ya nice change for once. its gud to bring out the dilemma of someone who does not understand cricket in this country, same as hardly anyone else understands art. u've been able to bring out irony (as in titli and her brother not able to understand each others talents) and that is a difficult thing to achieve.

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  17. good job brother... fresh.. I have been hit by a breath of fresh thoughts...
    You in my blog roll...

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  18. Well, that was very imaginatively good....
    Real nice painting there.....
    Wat else can i say....It was good...

    Keep writing..

    Cheers..!!
    Arjun

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  19. heart rendering :) somehow I liked it quite much.... sweet thoughts

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  20. i think i always had a string in my heart...which get touched at different circumstances,, titli juz pulled it..

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  21. Hi, Really great effort. Everyone must read this article. Thanks for sharing.

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