Life is as beautiful as Madhubani Sketches :)

 TRUE!!!


When you look at Madhubani art mainly 3 things come to mind

  1. Wah!! Such fantastic art
  2. Wow!! So many patterns and designs.
  3. Oh My God!! It definitely requires loads of patience and hard work. 
Well, when one looks back at his/her life OR listens to one's path of life they can also think about mainly 3 following things.
  1. Wah!! what a life he has lived so many colorful events, emotions, ups, and downs
  2. Wow!! No single incident is the same as other there are so many different experiences
  3. Oh My God!! It was definitely not easy to follow that path. No one on this earth has it easy.  
Don't we agree on this? we all have so many different happy, sad, experiences along the way of life till the day and still experiencing too and going to experience in the coming days as well.  Childhood itself has so many things to describe with fun, hard work, struggle, competition, adventure, no it all eagerness, do it all enthusiasm, ........ list just grows.

I tried my first Madhubani sketch. Sharing here for you to go through. Please see and share your comments. :)

     - Sumi :)


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