A Tale of Twin Paintings

I put my heart and soul into my work, and I have lost my mind in the process.
-Vincent Willem Van Gogh

It is true for each of my creative works. My paintings have its stories and often they echo my deep-rooted emotions and deep talk with myself. I live in each of its stories and moments of creativity.

So here I so very wish to share my stories of two paintings with you all.

A Tale of Twin Paintings

Finally Falguni has the other twin painting tittle ‘Hope Shines’. I am super happy that she has chosen this one. And then there the first twin painting titled ‘Follow the Soothing Breeze, Here’ already owned by my daughter …

Why am I saying this two paintings as ‘TWIN PAINTINGS’?

Because I painted this two paintings simultaneously, keeping them side by side using only one art paper, dividing them with masking tapes. And they both have the same wavelengths I felt at the time I was painting them. While I was working on this Twins, during their creative process, colouring, taking pauses, brushing, re-brushing, stroking the brushes here and there, I remember I was contemplating on various things, specially doing meaningful purposeful work for the rest of my life. A purpose greater than life itself. Many a times I felt discouraged and demotivated, but never ever I felt lost as to what next. I’ve been always having different ideas to move forward in life. Never look back what I couldn’t, but moving forward what I can. Just like the titles of the Twin Paintings, I have been following a Soothing Breeze instilled in my heart all my life keeping my ‘Hope’ Shines throughout this life’s journey so far ….

Amazing, na?

Now I’m so glad that one twin painting is with my little sister-friend Falguni, and the other twin has its permanent residence at my dear daughter’s far away homesweethome.

When I first shared the two paintings after seemingly finishing them with my daughter, she immediately asked me to keep the ‘Follow the Soothing Breeze Here’ painting for her. I just loved the urgency to book the painting for herself. So I did keep it aside for her, happily. Last time I visited NY, I took that painting for her home there. She has already few of my paintings at her home. Now all the people come to visit her place, they ask her about the paintings and she feels so proud to let them know, ‘My mom is an artist. These are her paintings.’ She has been my very own cheerleader from the day I started the painting journey in 2020. And from then onwards, I listened to her many suggestions for my Jian Bird Creates and my painting journey. She absolutely adores my creative style of living and specially this journey inspires her to follow the soothing breeze deep inside her loving beautiful heart for herself.

Now ‘Hope Shines’ had lost its Twin and was alone, passing its days with other dazzling paintings around it. One day Falguni came at my Fund raising event ‘Meet & Greet’ for love and light. She walked through my small Jian Bird Gallery, and there she found her ‘Hope Shines’. As definitely always her hope shines through all the ups and downs of life’s tragic and unexpected happenings and yet she continues to shine ✨ For that reason or some other, she decided to own the ‘Hope Shines’ …

For an artist, the canvas is his life, breath and philosophy. So when someone owns their artwork or creative piece, and genuinely wants to keep those with them, I as an artist consider it as honor. I feel they can relate to the piece as I do. And for most of my artworks, I had this conversational experience to tell a story or to evoke an emotion. And there are some who wants me to attach the story with it. I feel it’s a complete connection, from soul to soul.

Now I know my very first TWIN paintings will always remain as their beloved treasures at their soul-home wherever they go. They are themselves two amazing souls in the beautiful Earth, self-made, selfless and strong.

Lastly, I just want to say to ALL of you;
Never forget. Hope shines only for those who believe.

Thanks, kindly, for stopping by and reading this long note from me.



JianBirdGallery❄️ JianBirdCreates

And Promise Me …

The Good Traveler

And promise me
You’ll always remember:

Braver than you believe, and
Stronger than you seem, and
Smarter than you think.”

A. A Milne, Winnie the Pooh



On the road

Sonamarg, Kashmir

Detached Attachment


I was waiting
For you
And you didn’t show up
while my odes started to burn …
A heartache …

After a while,
There a humble person came along ..
Seemed so at the moment …
I asked him to take a picture of me and
There I sat at the corner of a bench
In the garden …
Took some time to
Get my mood toned
Up my unsettled face …
There the man waited patiently …
A gentleman ….

Once it’s all set yet unsteady
As I was,
I heard the man said, ‘Ready?’
Twinkled at him and said, ‘Yes’
Smiling …
With the chilly breeze that was
Passing through
I preferred my warm
Jacket kept aside
And my heavy heart smile
For the warmth I needed ….
A harmony ….

Later on I welcomed a friendly
Conversation with the stranger
He seemed to like all of it …
My chitter-chattering
And laughter flowed freely, naturally …
Then we started walking
In the garden, blooming all around
An attachment ….

The balance was the two umbrellas
For each of us,
His violet, mine yellow one
We were walking and talking
Keeping the in-between distance mindfully yet our heart-felt notions were quietly replaying …
The undefined mysteries of the world, meanwhile …
Letting love in our heart, unknowingly …
After a while, we faded into our different paths
Just two strangers with memories
A detachment ….





Tell me, what is that one odd yet beautiful encounter you experienced in your lifetime?


The disciples asked, “What does one need in order to be Enlightened?”

The Master said, “You must discover what it is that falls in the water and does not make a ripple; moves through the trees and does not make a sound; enters the field and does not stir a single blade of grass.”

After weeks of fruitless pondering, the disciples said, “What is this thing?”

“Thing?” said the Master. “But it isn’t a thing at all.”
“So it is nothing?”
“You might say so.”
“Then how are we to search for it?”
“Did I tell you to search for it? It can be found but never searched for. Seek and you will miss.”

Do not search. It’s there. Feel it. Just be it. Just be.

Miracle, Everyday, Let it Flow


Today was my daughter s friend s birthday.

So, my daughter was happy Naturally ^_^

As it s what they do!! They, the beautiful young ladies n stupid:) boys always have got some surprise arrangements for their birthday friends. N obviously it happened with my daughter too N since then she s been so much excited abt this stuff. N just so much love to lie in bed with hundreds of chores of happy surprising planning running through her head!!

No wonder, this time, the surprise was to visit birthday girl s home with cards N gifts N with their happy smiling faces :)))

All of them ..

N from last few days, planning been going on N co ordination for the ‘Seize The Moment’  …

Adventurous, she is N I love that N I encourage also.

You know, enthusiasm for life is contagious N on only a one day even, we share so many emotions like a merry go round N its non stoppable.

At noon, she was making the birthday card, on behalf of all other friends N surprisingly, N quite comfortably, she was creating a card N at the same time, she was handling phone calls N preparing the tuition tasks N even she needed to make her hair!! Oh my god!! But I was not to offer her any help until she asked. I was relaxing N reading a book. So she thought what if her mother helped her too, making the birthday card. I m not a super duper card-maker N the draft was already being done by her N she just needed to color that. It suddenly made her impatient N she was calling,  “ma, why dont u help me. u r not doing anyhting!! Just reading. Read later, plsssss. Come N help me.”  I said, with even more relaxed tone, “Why don you make ur own birthday card for ur friend??” She then screamed, ” Ma, pls, come N help me in coloring, plssss. I m running out of my time.” I didnt want to make her angry or something like that N I knew I would help her in coloring that surprise birthday card. But still, I took time N said, “You ve your time N its not a race. N you wanted to make it yourself for your friend, N so do it yourself.” Then I left the room N that I was rude, you might think N she also said, “U r so rude N weird.”

I know I need to be rude N cruel, only to be kind, sometimes; so that they understand.

When you worry N hurry through your day for something special things done or anything, it is like an unopened gift.

Take it slower, N be happy every moment.

I came back after a little more time, finished my other work N I saw the card was there on the floor, not yet finished N she was not there too. I took it N colored it N did some inside designs ….. “Happy Birthday Dear … we luv u, we Love you… We  ♥  U …. so many times in between N here N there on the white paper N drew few smiling faces too ..

When she entered the room, she gave a sweet smile to me N said, “Thank you ma.”

She went off to her friend’s home N from there, she sent me a message, “Thanks a lot abt the card. Love u ma.”

I sent her a message too, “My pleasure, after the fight N scream:) Take THE BEST care, plsss. Love.”

She immediately sent another message on my cell, “Sorry=(” ..

Intimacy is like that. When we allow ourselves to open N connect, intimacy teaches us to feel the tenderness of hearts that is at the core of being Alive, the miracle apprears, right there wherever we are..

Even when we knew, we will meet at night, we need to be attached like that N so we exchanged few words through air …

Love it, the surprise, fights, gifts, card, smiles, sweet words of  love N care.. all of it ..

Share … N loved ..

Discovering Everyday Miracle.

Simple N profound.

Let it flow.

The Simple Life


There was once a businessman who was sitting by the beach in a small village.

As he sat, he saw a fisherman rowing a small boat towards the shore having caught quite few big fish.

The businessman was impressed and asked the fisherman, “How long does it take you to catch so many fish?”

The fisherman replied, “Oh, just a short while.”

“Then why don’t you stay longer at sea and catch even more?” The businessman was astonished.

“This is enough to feed my whole family,” the fisherman said.

The businessman then asked, “So, what do you do for the rest of the day?”

The fisherman replied, “Well, I usually wake up early in the morning, go out to sea and catch a few fish, then go back and play with my kids. In the afternoon, I take a nap with my wife, and evening comes, I join my buddies in the village for a drink — we play guitar, sing and dance throughout the night.”

The businessman offered a suggestion to the fisherman.

“I am a PhD in business management. I could help you to become a more successful person. From now on, you should spend more time at sea and try to catch as many fish as possible. When you have saved enough money, you could buy a bigger boat and catch even more fish. Soon you will be able to afford to buy more boats, set up your own company, your own production plant for canned food and distribution network. By then, you will have moved out of this village and to Sao Paulo, where you can set up HQ to manage your other branches.”

The fisherman continued, “And after that?”

The businessman laughed heartily, “After that, you can live like a king in your own house, and when the time is right, you can go public and float your shares in the Stock Exchange, and you will be rich.”

The fisherman asked, “And after that?”

The businessman said, “After that, you can finally retire, you can move to a house by the fishing village, wake up early in the morning, catch a few fish, then return home to play with kids, have a nice afternoon nap with your wife, and when evening comes, you can join your buddies for a drink, play the guitar, sing and dance throughout the night!”

The fisherman was puzzled, “Isn’t that what I am doing now?”

A Story of “The Fisherman and The Businessman“~

Never to get too busy for the people you love and always make time for the things you love doing.

Never get caught in the trap of being too busy for yourself and the ones you love.””~




Author and lecturer, Leo Buscaglia, once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was:

A four-year-old child, whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman, who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.

When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor,

The little boy just said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry.”


Profound meaning!!

Collection of Good Stories.