My Transient Muse

The Innocent one with those curious eyes

Been a long time since I've been inspired.

The Artist

Suddenly I feel drugged by a piece of Art I would not name. The backdrop is all about attachment, it ends and begins with voices, views, visions and directions; and is initialized by a young Muslim woman, beautiful both spiritually and physically, who is married..and the Artist can see that she's not happy. Yet on the surface, as she tries to feign her happiness, he believes her pretense of happiness just for the sake of believing HER. And the outcome is nothing but pain, and a lot of money that the Artist doesn't care about.

The poor helpless boy

Another backdrop is about the helpless young boy who knows his brother is murdered, when everyone is fooled into believing he died accidentally, yet he can't do anything about it. The story is of the sacrifice he HAS to make because he has no other option. He has a cat, an old mother and a little sibling to look after. The hardships of having to earn enough food by working the whole day and to  live under a home that has exactly on room, he understands the pain of another and makes his sacrifice so that the 'other' doesn't have to make the same sacrifice on her part, merely cause he cares for her and she doesn't even know about it.

The ordinary 'other' girl

Another backdrop is of the ignorant 'other' girl who is learning, and is growing to finally reach the same place as that of the 'helpless boy', and is in love with the Artist, but is yet to reach the level of the artist. She is on the right track and is a NICE person. She is good, only good.
The first and the last backdrop is of the girl who is writing and is doubtful if she is doing justice to this piece of art. All she can express is that she could not FEEL and had not been INSPIRED since a very long time until she experienced this. She's just realized that it was better when she was little, when she could imagine easily. Now it's tough with all the growing up and maturity she's gained. But just wonder how influencing this Piece of Art could be that it moved her at last.
I cant get the pictured out of my mind..the painting of the bangles, the beautiful sparkling bangles, the beautiful innocence of the girl wearing Burqa and walking around in the Elephanta caves with those searching curious eyes, the suffering yet satisfied eyes of the helpless boy, so much pitiful so that it would make you love him; and the empathy with the painter's understanding, I understand why he is a loner and why does he, if at all, seem rude to others. I get it all.