Theme:

When I did put forth innocent claim of having fallen in love, The Love artlessly laughed over me and exclaimed!

"Don't tell a lie! I come if and only if, you don't have hands to act, feet to go and intellect even, of yours, to think. When having none of the sort of determination of yours you stand, your hands-up, no matter how long-handed you are, before me surrendering all weaponry of life, such that only my order prevails on your outer and inner-self and that too through my amorous glance as at that time, may be, I do not prefer to speak".

Portrait View:
(Size 42" x 28" Oil On Canvas Year 2002)

Long hands are allegory of power and self-pride here.