
The colours came out very bright and refreshing with the familiar and rich smell of Mehndi making us feel like princesses of nature. While walking barefooted, sometime when I look at my feet,they seem beautiful and tender like an auspicious mark and pull my attention to look at them again and again.I have been stalking my own feet and falling for them since yesterday which have coloured themselves I think with the prints of feminism.They are looking like the feet of a comely, soft and sensitive Indian girl who is fantasised by the different ways of decorating herself with nature and her colours.This henna-feet connection remind me of the valuable girl sitting inside everyone who sometimes fall in seclusion but has as always an urge and titillation to do something new,different,creative and refreshing.Back to my daily schedule I am in the office under the pile of files and books but at the end of the everyday I am happy to meet that girl and gather some more creations.