If you’re reading this Son, know that I love you

I hope everyone is staying strong and safe! My own eulogy would have been different. But I lost my uncle (brother's father) most recently. I tried to express what he felt and how he would want his son to think of him now that he's gone. Always praying for a better life for wherever he is now.

The irony of Poverty – Ink art

"Poverty is the parent of revolution and crime.โ€ โ€” Aristotle, Greek philosopher -The work in progress- Ink has always been a medium I wanted to explore. This piece of art and concept blew me while I was browsing the net for a topic to start scribbling on. This ended up really well with a mixed... Continue Reading →

Adrift

[Monitor beeping....] [Muffled breathing...] Her body fell into a deeper abyss. Hey eyes felt jaded. She fell into a deeper state of trance. Could it be all the anesthesia that made her feel this way? From the infinitesimal peek between her eyelashes and skin, she could see a faint image of her parents. They looked... Continue Reading →

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