The Last Supper: Ft. Leonardo Da Vinci

While penning this down, the fingers are trembling with the thought of visualising Jesus dining with his Twelve Apostles, while mentioning that one among them would be betraying him soon. Although in the general sense, this could mean like too difficult an affair, and that it could be a giant eye-opener and also a heavy jolt, as Jesus had identified the one that’d be turning him in soon enough.

What was even more intriguing was the fact that Da Vinci had captured the exact emotions in his mural “The Last Supper”. Reports state that Da Vinci had taken almost three years to complete the mural, and got tad infuriated when someone from one of the monasteries had stated that he was taking too much time to complete the painting of his. He reverted quickly by saying that he was still in search of the perfect villainous face, one that’d be suiting Judas perfectly. 

Coming to think of it, and looking at the mural closely, it would come to the knowledge that this was perhaps one of the finest arts of Da Vinci. How could he have possibly painted an item that could be created with such finesse and perfection? If one hadn’t been present himself physically at the situation, how could one decipher the true feelings of Jesus when he had this announcement to make? Did this require some sort of divine intervention? And was this the divine himself that painted, while Da Vinca did merely smear his hands with paint? If this notion is to be believed, then perhaps the saying, “I am the One” or what is famously called as “Aham Brahmashmi” would be at stake. Would that also be putting the proverb “Sarvam khalidam brahma” to jeopardy as well?

As and while he’d be twisting his paintbrush and would be allowing it to mix into a tinge of colours, was this the same divine in himself that painted the mural, and thus the end result of all the efforts is what we do know of as a masterpiece is in itself that we hold so very close to heart and cherish even today?

Most definitely so. A divine masterpiece, the one by the great, massive, immaculate Leonardo Da Vinci. For mortals like us, the “Last Supper” arrived just recently last week on the 31st of December, 2020, and while I had my last supper I knew not if that was aptly adjusted with the same fervour as I am penning this down, but as they say the power of the subconscious is the greatest. Thus, even though I am not fully sure of this conscious state of mine, yet I could proclaim with utmost clarity that a tiny droplet of my subconscious definitely had taken the initiative to paint an imaginary mural as I gulped my last supper down. Yet, it wouldn’t be sure to differentiate between that the divine or Da Vinci himself. 

Introspections have a deep connecting line, and they seldom disappoint.