The Chiragh (lamp) I Remember, 2026

From the Memories series

Oil on canvas

16×20 in.

This painting is inspired by one of my strongest childhood memories of visiting my grandfather’s house in the old city of Lahore. Along narrow streets, beneath old trees, beside graves, and near entrances, I often saw small chiraghs (lamps) burning. Some were lit to brighten the darkness, some during celebrations like while others reflected people’s devotion and beliefs about honoring saints.

As a child, these glowing flames filled me with both comfort and mystery. I never fully understood the stories behind them, but they stayed with me. Their quiet light carried whispers of faith, tradition, fear, hope, and community. During my later visits to Androon Lahore, I took many photographs of these chiraghs, and those images inspired me to turn this memory into a painting. Even today, whenever I see a single chiragh, I am transported back to those evenings in Androon Lahore, where memory and imagination still glow together.

Beneath the Surface , 2026

From the Becoming series

Oil on canvas, 20×16 in.

The second piece in my series, Becoming. This painting journeys into the inner landscape of a woman’s mind and heart, the place where imagination, vulnerability, conflict, and self-reflection coexist. It speaks to the emotions we often keep hidden and the silent conversations that shape who we are becoming.

MEMORIES

A series exploring childhood, place, migration, and the fragment of Lahore that remain in memory.

The Memory That Remains, 2026

From the Memories series

Oil on canvas, 20"x16 in.

As I continue working on this painting, I can’t stop feeling emotional. This old, weathered door takes me back to my ancestral home and to my roots. The hand could belong to my grandmother, my great-grandmother, my mother, or perhaps even me, had the house still existed. Its familiar blue color and rustic surface remind me of the summers I spent at my grandmother’s home. The hustle and bustle of Androon Lahore (Walled City) was chaotic, yet within it lived an indescribable peace that has always stayed in my heart. The hand-embroidered dupatta carries another layer of memory. Looking at it, I can almost smell my grandmother’s familiar scent, the kind of memory that stays quietly hidden within fabric, touch, and time. The house no longer exists, but its feeling is captured forever on this canvas, and within me

Dehli Gate, 2025

From the Memories series

Acrylic on canvas, 20×16 in.

A delicate glimpse into the inner streets of Lahore, where a tanga rider and passing bicycles evoke the rhythm of a city held in memory. Part of the Memory series, the work reflects on place, nostalgia, and the fragments of everyday life that remain with us long after we leave.

BECOMING

A series exploring identity, Inner conflict, vulnerability, and the quiet transformation the shape who we become.

What Remains, 2026

From the Becoming series

Oil on canvas, 20×16 in.

The final piece in my series, Becoming. This painting reflects on acceptance, letting go, and finding peace with what remains after life’s struggles, disappointments, and transformations. As petals fall away from an open hand, what endures is something deeper—the wisdom, strength, and self-understanding gathered along the journey. It is a reminder that growth is not about holding on to everything, but about discovering what is truly essential.

Silent Depths, 2026

From the Becoming series

Oil on canvas, 20×16 in.

When I created this woman, I imagined someone shaped by migration and distance. Her clothing belongs to a contemporary world, while her features carry the unmistakable presence of her roots. No matter how she dresses or where she lives, her identity remains inscribed in her face,something displacement cannot erase.

There is so much in her eyes that she cannot say. She feels the weight of chains around her, yet breaking free is not within her power. The flowers soften this symbolic form, allowing her to carry its presence with grace as though it has become part of her.

She sees too much. She feels too much. And sometimes, that “too much” becomes too much for her.

I do not want to define exactly what this motif represents. I want to leave space for each viewer to connect it with their own emotions, memories, and experiences.