From Galleries to Metro Stations


Came across this beautiful piece of artwork inside Dabri Mor Metro Station while returning home on a bad day. To say, this sight 'made my day' would just be an understatement. Beyond being just a way of beautification by DMRC; have we drifted apart...or is it just me...that our waning steps towards art has now coaxed it (art) to step out of galleries & museum, to come closer to us & find a place in our lives. Roads, flyovers, subways, buildings, concretes,...are essential....but draw so much of our selves...leaving us sapped and parched. That's when sights such as these just make the journey pleasing and worthwhile. Clearing us of unpleasant emotions, frustrations...& the everyday dust.

Months back, I had come across this random thought; 

'The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.'

Now, I can't agree more.

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