His muse..Violin..

Choosing his nook which was a paradise in the hills of Nilgiris,

He played to the notes of violin.

With night melting into deep silence

And music spreading as far as the darkness.

He played looking at the music sheet

Under the stars shining, piercing bright.

The sheet frolicked merrily on the cardamom hills, turning the silence into heavenly splendour.

The music sheet was all about her or was it “Her” imprinted on a plain paper

Whose notes when he played,

Every bit turned spectacular.

Encompassing him with the memories of “The Love” they made in solitude

Which never let fade the magnitude.

He played his violin…in solitude.


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The Pink Lotus

I am Rohini and having trained as an interior stylist, I have been working in this field for a couple of years. I personally advocate an eclectic style for my home which maintains the flavour of being evergreen, nonetheless I am open to all the styles on board along with the creative beauties that I get to see. Travelling is a part and parcel of my life since childhood and I am glad as it helps me to discover new places, sometimes in a remote corner with hidden artists and some exquisite craftsmanship which I not only try to imbibe in my designs but also try to bring the artist in focus. Design and creativity gives me a sense of constant evolution. Penning my thoughts on travel, life, art, interior design and good workmanship, as and when they appear on my canvas. The Pink Lotus is a blog where I write about home styling, travel encounters and life memories or experiences...Welcome aboard!

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