Good morning everyone!

Hey i am in the college magazine Enginium, which is setting a stall in the Dandiya fest, VARDA'09, on 27th and 28th of September. So we made some some stone paintings for sale.

Have a look!

Those Winter Sundays

“Sundays too my father got up early

and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,

then with cracked hands that ached

from labor in the weekday weather made

banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.

I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.

When the rooms were warm, he’d call,

and slowly I would rise and dress,

fearing the chronic angers of that house,

Speaking indifferently to him,

who had driven out the cold

and polished my good shoes as well.

What did I know, what did I know

of love’s austere and lonely offices?”