Art is not just a hobby it is something out of this world because it expresses the different feelings of different people in a very creative and beautiful manner. Art is something that cannot be captured inside the borders of someone’s thinking. Art just flows with the thoughts of the individual. There is no definition for the art that it should be in this or that form. It is the feeling that an individual expression.

Art can be expressed in different forms. There are hundreds of types of art forms like dance, music, painting, and many more which can’t even we imagine the number. Everyone has something unique in them which they show through their art form and which represents their personality in a very special manner. For me art stands for a different definition, for me, art is not a something like task or I have to do that for a reason…It doesn’t need any reason or specification.

Talking about my interests … I’m that person who loves to dance but doesn’t enjoy it when someone guides me for it … I’m the person who loves to sing but doesn’t want any corrections and interruption in that. I just enjoy in myself while doing these things and to just make myself happy with that doesn’t matter what others are thinking on that . But there is one thing in which I really dreamed to be perfect !! which is really close to my heart from my childhood only. The only thing drawing!!!!

For me drawing always been a really important part of my life from the Beginning only…..When I was in my primary school I was always praised by the teachers and parents to draw and participate in the various activities related to this . I remember in my every vacations my parents used to bring me new colour book and various items so I can get better in it day by day. But as we’ll grew up and the pressure of the certain things increases …hobbies like this which we really enjoy feels like a burden and the same happened with me. This thing really disappointed me because I was willing to do that but not able to do that due to different reasons.

Then the time came in my life when finally I started drawing again . Gained that spirit to get into it and bloom in the beauty of colours, shades , canvas , the flow of brush and many more. I get involved in its new forms like sketching , painting…etc. Day by day people’s around me inspired me a lot to draw and get better in the art. I was really enjoying the process of learning from different people’s, and different techniques. The whole time was going so smoothly and then the main phase came which was the lockdown era which finally made me fall for this art. I was not been perfect in that but I was learning day by day by myself…by my own mistakes. The only thing was that I was enjoying the whole time.

The smell of that paint, that togetherness in the blending of colours, that white canvas which was ready to accept my thoughts in my way, that crayons which was half broken but was ready to tell so much on the piece of paper so beautifully….these all things made me so attach to the art which I never thought will become so close to my heart. In very simple words art is a beautiful way to express what you fell. When you can’t share things to anyone art can be your unpaid therapist.

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