Neptune offering their children as food to his carnivorous plant.

Amruta Patil is an great hindi illustrator or, as she describes herself, an «writer sequential artist illustrator». Please, take a look to her blog «Umbilical» or read her graphic novel «Kari«.

Shakti is the name of a superheroin’s comic published by Raj Comics. The story tells how Chanda, an ordinary housewife discovered that her husband had been killing her girl offspring (unfortunately, so often reality is stranger and painfully than the fiction). Then, full of anger, the heaven’s gods uses transform Chanda’s body into Shakti to avenge and she killed her husband in the form of Shakti. When she is not looking for criminals, Chanda keeps herself busy in hospital and social works. She has a third eye which is the sign of Goddess Kali, she keeps her third eye covered with a which she pretends to use to cure her permanent migraine (disease is not surprising considering his secret activity). Ah, India!

Then … Yesterday was Valentine’s Day and so… I can’t give a gift to my girl today?
I curse the supermarkets and my bad memory!

A video demo that shows how to practise the Surya Namaskar (salute to the Sun) yoga‘s serie, to complete my last illustrated post.

Surya Namaskar is a yoga serie of synchronized movements with breathing. Each step is a movement, and the right breathing is really important. So, try it in the morning and before go to bed. God night!

A cloudy afternoon, the royal chamberlain confessed his love to one of the twenty ladies that attending daily to the Queen. To symbolize this, would give a large ruby, which had ordered heart shaped carving. But despite such a great show of devotion, she rejected him because he was in love with a valiant knight who years earlier had gone to fight in the Crusades which perfectly remembered the chamberlain who, knowingly, had arranged that the king, also absent, requires the services of that knight. «Ingrate». He thought. And keeping the jewel, handed a poison into believing that drinking it, would dream that night being in the arms of her lover. «If you’re not with me, you’re not with anyone.» He kept thinking as he walked away from the lady, dragged his steps along the damp, dark, damp and dark as his soul, corridors of the castle.