UNFORTUNATELY, I WAS ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE CANVAS!!

{Please Note: -
It's A Portrayal of A True Story... Don't Think Mine!!
It's a symbolic piece... So, you may feel like perambulating in a labyrinth of meanings...
To make this reading an experience for you, here are the implied meanings--
Painting - Creating a Divine Love Story [The dream to
perpetuate Love]
Night - A time when nobody sees what you are doing
Canvas - Society & Present Relations
Torn Canvas - Relations strained due to Intercast marriage
She - A Girl Author Loves, She Loves him too
Wrong Side - Girl and Boy from different caste
Selling Dreams - Achieving Dreams, Fulfilling Dreams
Purchasing Dreams - For her, To see her future in Author's Dreams
"Honorable Supreme Court of India Passed a verdict saying the Law and Police should protect those couples who marry inter-caste or inter-religion." }



I am a nice painter. I paint my dreams for myself. You can argue that you don't see any!! But still, I paint for myself.
Every night when I go to land of dreams, I purcase a new dream there. Yes, I purchase...(Dreams don't come free of cost!!). So, every night I purchase a new dream. Why every night? Why not in day time!!! Oh my dear! dreams are carved in silence, in solitude... & so, I purchase a dream every night... Then I paint it and I sell it to the world... Wait, wait, wait..!!!
I know, I know, you want to ask that who is going to purchase my paintings of my dreams?? Oh, there are so many people --
First, those who can't paint their own dreams.
Second, those who are really impressed with my painting of my dreams.
Third, those who are good painters, infact better than I am, and so sometimes they purchase
it just to keep my zeal alive.
Fourth, and most important of all, these are the people, not many, very few, say one or two;
they share the same dream and feel that I am the best to paint among them.
But this is not all. There was a person... No, No, No... There is a person, who can paint her dreams very fine, infact, better than I do, she also wants to keep my zeal alive and share my dreams too... Say, a combination of all the types. More than that, she, without any reason, wants my painting, because somehow it relates to her.
Now, you say, I am so fortunate to have patrons who are partners too. Then, what is unfortunate about this story???!!!
Yeah!! What is unfortunate about this story!! I painted a dream and this time it didn't sell. They, my patrons say, that the canvas is torn (Refer to the pic. above). How can they keep this torn junk on their wall!! For the first time they are telling that the Canvas is more important than the painting itself. The Canvas must be preserved... Earlier, they used to tell that the painting and the idea was most important of them all. Now, they say that they can't share my dreams if it's against the rules of this world (if the Canvas is torn), Canvas must be intact.
Everyone agrees that it's a masterpiece, better than any other painting in this world, but yet, it's not really selling. None has the guts to keep this painting with a torn Canvas.
So, this is unfortunate about this story. And now you will ask, what about that most important person, who purchases my paintings without any reason, because it always relates to her.
Oh she!! She came to purchase it this time too, looked at it for hours, wept for it's misfortune, told me that this was my best painting ever, reprimanded me for the fate of the painting and is gone without purchasing it...
I told her that I was so engrossed in painting that I couldn't see that I was on the wrong side of the Canvas. When I paint, I forget myself, I forget the world. And moreover, a masterpiece is created this way only...!!!
But she told that, the most important thing in this world is control of mind. Remember what you are doing, remember where you are. Even if you devote yourself, don't forget your identity! Even if you fall in Love, remember it's not going to perpetuate. And if somehow the Canvas is torn, nobody is going to see your devotion, your self denial, your love, your perfection, your attitude...
True she said. But what can I do?? When I fall in Love, I forget myself, I forget the world; I forget the painting, I forget the Canvas!!
She left me when I needed her most but neither I say that it's her fault, nor do I say that it's my fault. She is following the rules of the world and I am a follower of the tenets of Love. So, It was my fate to suffer and am suffering alone.
Unfortunately, I was on the wrong side of the Canvas!!....