Three very important person in my life...

Father

How do I describe my feeling for those final moments I spent with my father in hospice? The constant feeling of doubts and unknown what was going to happen. The many sleepless nights and moments of waiting, lots of reflection, thinking, feeling his struggles and pain. Fear of loosing him yet, knowing that letting him go is the best for him. I was grieving even before he was gone. The last two weeks in the hospice was probably the most precious moment I had spent with my father. I remembered the last time we were alone with minimal or no conversation was when he drove me to school everyday. That was between 1989 to 1991. We were feeling comfortable in quiet moments, simply enjoying each other presence. There was no need for conversation. That was the exact word he said to me about ten days before he passed away. He apologized for not being able to engage in a conversation with me, yet he appreciated the quiet times alone with me. He said he liked it, that I was there with him was more t...

Beyond Flexibility: What Yoga Really Teaches Us

When people think of yoga, they often picture slim, flexible bodies in perfect poses — the kind you see on magazine covers or social media feeds. It’s a beautiful image, but it doesn’t tell the whole story. Yoga isn’t about how you look; it’s about how you connect with your body, your breath, and your mind. It’s about alignment, awareness, and presence — feeling the pose rather than forcing it. When we push too hard for flexibility or try to imitate someone else’s posture, we risk losing that connection and even causing injury. True yoga begins when we start listening to our bodies instead of fighting against them. Many also think yoga is slow, repetitive, or even boring — that it doesn’t give visible results fast enough. In today’s world where quick progress is celebrated, it’s easy to forget that yoga moves at a different rhythm. It’s not about instant transformation but gradual unfolding. When we practise with patience — g...

34th Weeks

Pregnancy is both a tiring and rewarding journey. I drew this mother at 34 weeks pregnant and she had a tough pregnancy experience. When she saw this final piece, she commented on how I had accurately detailed her state of energy at that point. She was both physically and mentally exhausted from the pregnancy as show from her expression and posture. At the same time, she revelled in the gift of her baby and she wanted to connect with her baby with one hand across her belly to let him know that despite all the challenges, he’s safe, wanted and loved.

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