Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we!
For such as we are made of, such we be.
.......
O time! thou must untangle this, not I;
It is too hard a knot for me to untie!
― Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
HONORARY MENTIONS
..REASON...
...WHY...
..I..
..SHALL..
...FOREVER..
...REMAIN...
...SINGLE.
This past year has been a struggle. Point being that I have not forgotten and a certain someone's mood board lies in wait of being posted.
Wine, Charity, Revenge?
Witchcraft, Wisdom, Death...
Ohoh we're going full blown Lady of the Lake here. Woohoo
Dearest Ninianne / Ninienne / Nimue / Vivianne, make way for Mommicent.
All the tears on you can't make up for your woe's sum.
Officially found the most beautiful place on earth.
Candi Ceto, a ancient hindu temple at Java
The Elegance of Indian Art
These paintings, according to me, justify the beauty and the mystical feeling of nostalgia and euphoria when one hears the word "India"...
Jamuna ~Kshitindranath Tagore art
Sati ~Nandalal Bose
Bengal Fairy Tales ~Abanindranath Tagore
Chashma Shahi ~Abanindranath Tagore
Apsaras Dancing on the clouds ~Kshitindranath Mazumdar
Departure of Siddhartha ~Abanindranath Tagore
Nasim Bagh ~Abanindranath Tagore
Night at the Shalimar-The Emperor Shah Jahan ~(Abanindranath Tagore)
Fate and Pleasure ~Abanindranath Tagore
Ashoka ~Abanindranath Tagore
(Reblogs are appreciated)
You said Service is the duty of the Shudra They did not ask What will you give for it? You were happy You now had slaves They were happy too Happy for you They had put all their power In your hands. The body unclothed The stomach unfed Hurt, and yet They smiled For they saw you smiled. They did not know How to loot The weak and the innocent! Did not know That murder Is the badge of courage That robbery is not a crime It is but culture. How innocent they were My ancestors Humane Yet untouchable.
Kahaniyaaañ khti haiñ kalakariyañ