Krishna Collection
Investment in art
Rajat Verma
In the bustling streets of Jaipur, where the scent of marigolds and incense lingered, there lived a young artist named Rajat Verma. Born into a proud Kshatriya family, Rajat’s destiny seemed etched in the ancient tales of valor and honor. But his heart beat to a different rhythm—a rhythm that whispered of colors, brushstrokes, and unseen worlds.
Rajat’s eccentricity was evident from childhood. While other boys wielded wooden swords, he painted murals on temple walls, capturing the essence of gods and goddesses. His parents, torn between tradition and their son’s passion, sent him to London to study fine arts. There, amidst the gray skies and cobblestone streets, Rajat’s soul blossomed.
One moonless night, Rajat dreamt of a celestial dance. Lord Vishnu, adorned in azure robes, swirled with cosmic energy. Beside him stood Ganesha, the elephant-headed remover of obstacles. Their eyes bore into Rajat’s, and their voices echoed through the void.
“Rajat,” Lord Vishnu said, “Your canvas awaits. Paint the divine. Capture Krishna—the eternal lover, the cosmic charmer.”
Ganesha added, “Let your brush be the flute that enchants the universe.”
Rajat awoke, his heart pounding. The dream was no ordinary illusion; it was a divine mandate. He knew he had to create a collection—a symphony of Krishna’s forms, emotions, and mysteries.
Chapter 1
Back in Jaipur, Rajat set up his studio overlooking the Aravalli hills. His palette held hues unknown to mortal eyes—sapphire blues, saffron yellows, and emerald greens. Each stroke was a prayer, each canvas a portal to Vaikuntha—the abode of gods.
He painted Krishna as the mischievous child stealing butter, as the charioteer guiding Arjuna through Kurukshetra’s chaos, and as the enchanting lover playing the flute by the Yamuna. His Krishna was both human and divine, a paradox that stirred souls.
Word spread like wildfire. Rajat’s Krishna collection became a sensation. Art collectors, spiritual seekers, and curious souls flocked to his exhibitions.
The colors whispered secrets, and the eyes of Krishna seemed to follow them home.
Rajat’s bank account swelled, but his heart remained anchored to the dream. He didn’t seek fame; he sought communion. His art became a bridge between realms—the earthly and the ethereal.
One stormy evening, at the grand auction house in Mumbai, Rajat’s masterpiece—“Krishna’s Cosmic Dance” — took center stage.
Chapter 2
The room hushed as the gavel fell. A tycoon bid an astronomical sum, but Rajat’s gaze shifted to a young girl in the corner—a street urchin with eyes like forgotten constellations.
He stepped down from the podium, walked to her, and whispered, “This painting belongs to you.”
The girl clutched the canvas, tears streaming. Rajat knew he had touched eternity.
And so, the eccentric artist from Jaipur, with his Kshatriya blood and London education, wove magic. His wealth flowed, but his legacy transcended.
Krishna’s colors were more than pigments—they were the hues of devotion, the brushstrokes of divinity.
And in the quiet of his studio, he heard the celestial dance continue—a symphony of dreams, whispered by gods.
The room fell silent as the gavel struck. Rajat’s eyes found the street urchin, her gaze like forgotten constellations. He descended from the podium, whispered, “This painting is yours.” Tears flowed as she clutched the canvas—eternity touched by an eccentric artist’s magic. Krishna’s colors, divine brushstrokes, painted a legacy beyond wealth
Chapter 3
The Normandie region of France was a tapestry of vineyards, rolling hills, and ancient châteaux. Rajat Verma stood before the imposing gates of Château de Serquigny, his heart a tempest of hope and trepidation. The castle’s turrets reached for the heavens, and its walls whispered secrets from centuries past.
Inside, the air smelled of aged oak and forgotten dreams. The owner, Count Henri de Montfort, greeted Rajat with a polite smile. The count was a man of silver hair and sharp eyes—a connoisseur of art, but also a shrewd negotiator.
“Monsieur Verma,” the count said, “your Krishna collection is indeed exquisite.
But you see, I acquired it legally. An art merchant from Liège sold it to me.”
Rajat clenched his fists. The castle’s ballroom lay beyond, where his stolen masterpieces adorned the walls. Each stroke of his brush had been a prayer, and now they hung here, like caged gods.
“Count de Montfort,” Rajat’s voice trembled, “those paintings are my soul. They danced in my dreams, whispered to me by Vishnu and Ganesha themselves.”
The count raised an eyebrow. “Dreams, monsieur? Dreams do not hold up in court.”
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Rajat had no legal documents, only the fire of conviction. He invited experts—art historians, forensic analysts — to examine the canvases. They marveled at the hues, the brushwork, the hidden symbols. But the count remained unmoved.
“Proof, monsieur,” Count de Montfort said, “not sentiment.”
Rajat’s desperation grew. He wandered the castle’s corridors, tracing the veins of ancient stone. In the library, he found a dusty tome—an inventory of lost treasures. Among them, a faded entry: “Krishna’s Luminance.”
The count appeared, his footsteps silent as shadows. “Curious, monsieur?”
Rajat’s heart raced. “This painting, Count. It vanished from India years ago. It’s part of my collection.”
Rajat’s mind raced. He needed a revelation, a celestial stroke of luck. And then, in the castle’s observatory, he found it—a telescope that pierced the veil of time. He gazed at the stars, seeking answers.
And there, etched in cosmic dust, he saw it
— the dance of Krishna and Radha, their love immortalized in constellations. The stolen starlight whispered: “Seek the truth, Rajat.”
He confronted the count once more.
“Count, let us duel. Not with swords, but with truth.”
In the grand ballroom, under chandeliers that wept crystal tears, they presented their cases. Rajat spoke of dreams, of divine whispers. The count wielded contracts and lineage.
And then, Rajat revealed his secret—a hidden signature on each canvas, invisible to the naked eye. A mantra, a prayer, woven into the paint. The experts gasped. The count paled.
“Impossible,” Count de Montfort stammered.
“Yet true,” Rajat said. “My soul sings in those brushstrokes.”
Even though, the count remained firm on his position. “I won’t return these paintings as I legally bought them from an art merchant from Liege”.
Chapter 5
Rajat Verma’s studio became a sanctuary of desperation. His once-vibrant Krishna collection now existed only in memory—a ghostly echo of stolen divinity. Count de Montfort remained unmoved, his castle’s walls still adorned with the charred remnants of Rajat’s dreams.
But then came the dream — the wide-open eyes vision that blurred the line between realms. Lord Krishna stood before him, his peacock feather shimmering like a forgotten constellation.
“Rajat,” Krishna’s voice resonated through Rajat’s bones, “The old canvases are but ashes. Their purpose fulfilled. Now, paint anew. Let your brush be the bridge to eternity.”
And so, Rajat worked. His hands trembled as he recreated each stroke—the mischievous eyes, the celestial blue skin, the flute that whispered secrets. He painted with tears and prayers, invoking the gods themselves. The new Krishna collection emerged—a phoenix from the ashes.
News reached Rajat one fateful morning. The Château de Serquigny had burned— a conflagration that consumed art, history, and secrets. Among the ruins lay the
remnants of Rajat’s stolen masterpieces. The fire had purged them, releasing their souls back into the cosmic dance. Rajat’s despair transformed into resolve. But Krishna’s words echoed: “Find a way to keep and preserve these artworks forever.”
Rajat sought answers. He delved into ancient texts, consulted mystics, and traveled to forgotten temples. In the Himalayas, he met an ascetic — a sage who spoke in riddles.
“The canvas is but a veil,” the sage said. “Seek the alchemical truth.”
Rajat returned to his studio, his mind ablaze. He mixed pigments with stardust, infused his brushes with moonlight. And then, he painted — not on canvas, but on the fabric of existence itself.
Each stroke rippled through dimensions. The gods leaned closer, their breaths held. Rajat’s Krishna collection became a cosmic tapestry — a bridge between realms. The paintings pulsed with life, their colors shifting with the tides of time.
Chapter 6
As fate would have it, a few months ago, Rajat’s path intersected with a group of young software engineers. They were pioneers in the field of blockchain technologies, their minds buzzing with ideas that transcended the physical world. Their eyes sparkled with the promise of something revolutionary.
One evening, over cups of steaming chai, Rajat listened intently as they explained NFTs—Non-Fungible Tokens. These digital tokens, they said, were unique, indivisible, and securely stored on a blockchain. Each NFT represented a one-of-a-kind asset—a painting, a song, a video—anything that could be digitized.
“Imagine,” said one of the engineers, “a way to immortalize your art, Rajat. To create a digital fingerprint that cannot be replicated or destroyed.”
Rajat’s heart raced. Could this be the answer? The eternal representation he sought? He envisioned his Krishna paintings, not on canvas, but as cryptographic tokens — each stroke, each color, encoded into a string of characters. The blockchain, like Vishnu’s cosmic web, would cradle his creations.
“But how?” Rajat asked, his fingers trembling. “How do I turn my art into NFTs?”
The engineers guided him through the process.
Rajat digitized his Krishna series, meticulously capturing every detail — the curve of a flute, the twinkle in Krishna’s eyes, the peacock feathers adorning his crown. He minted each piece as an NFT, embedding it with his signature and a story of its creation.
And then, like a celestial auction, Rajat released his NFTs into the digital universe. Collectors from across the globe bid fervently, their Ethereum wallets pulsating with anticipation. The first Krishna NFT sold for a staggering sum — a fusion of art and technology, a bridge between realms.
Soon, Rajat’s name echoed in NFT circles. His Krishna series became legendary. Wealthy patrons, tech moguls, and art enthusiasts clamored for a piece of the divine. The blockchain, immutable and incorruptible, safeguarded his legacy. No fire, no theft, could erase these tokens of devotion.
As the bids soared, Rajat felt Vishnu’s presence. The god’s laughter seemed to ripple through the digital ether. “Well done, Rajat,” Vishnu whispered. “Your art dances across dimensions now. It is both canvas and code, both mortal and eternal.”
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Eternal Flute Warrior
Amidst the cosmic tapestry, Lord Krishna stands—a celestial minstrel. His form, bathed in moon-kissed blues and sunlit golds, resonates with grace and transcendence. The sacred lotus cradles his feet—the very universe supporting his melody.
In one hand, he wields the divine flute—an instrument of cosmic resonance. Its notes ripple through galaxies, stirring nebulae and quasars alike. The other hand rests upon the quiver strapped to his back—arrows of dharma, poised for cosmic alignment.
Around him, cosmic energies weave—a dance of stardust and primordial fire. The constellations lean closer, eager to hear his serenade. The universe listens, breath held, as Krishna’s music shapes creation anew.
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Cosmic Reverie of Krishna
Lord Krishna stands adorned in celestial hues, his flute echoing across the cosmos. The intricate details weave a tale of devotion and grace, inviting viewers to lose themselves in the cosmic dance of divinity. May this name resonate with the magic woven by the eccentric artist from Jaipur—a legacy that transcends mere pigments and canvas.
It was initially sold at the auction in Mumbai for 9,370,000 rupees (aprox. $111,000). You may have the opportunity to acquire one of the 12 NFTs of this kind.
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Light Warrior
Within the luminous canvas, Lord Krishna stands—a cosmic alchemist. His form, bathed in moon-kissed blues and sunlit golds, resonates with grace and transcendence. Swirling energy shapes spiral around him—an interplay of cosmic forces, the dance of creation. Krishna’s gaze pierces veils of existence, revealing hidden realms. His palms, cupped like cosmic chalices, channel energies from distant galaxies. The universe bends, swirls, and weaves itself anew.
It was initially painted for Deepika Padukone and was given to her as gift from the artist. A couple of years later, the Bollywood actress sold it to well-known museum Konark Collectables from Calcutta for an amount which was never communicated. The value of the artwork is estimated to $145,000. You may have the opportunity to buy one of these 100 NFT's of this kind at a reasonable price.
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Celestial Rhapsody
Amidst the canvas’s expanse, Lord Krishna stands — a celestial wanderer. His form, bathed in hues of sapphire and gold, resonates with grace and transcendence. The cosmic swirls embrace him, each brushstroke echoing devotion’s melody. As viewers gaze, they step beyond mere pigments; they touch eternity.
The artwork was initially painted in late 90's and was stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the artwork is estimated to more than $250,000. This NFT is unique and you may be the owner of it for a reasonable price of 0.15 ETH
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Calm and Solitude
Within the luminous canvas, Lord Krishna stands—an embodiment of serenity. His form, bathed in moon-kissed blues and sunlit golds, resonates with grace and transcendence. In the sacred lotus position, He anchors the universe—the cosmic axis around which galaxies spin. His right hand, a benediction, bestows blessings upon creation. The celestial swirls echo His touch, weaving stardust into constellations.
The artwork was initially painted in 2003 and was stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the artwork is estimated to $315,000. You may have the opportunity to buy one of these 10 NFT's of this kind at a reasonable price.
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A Yogi of the Highest Order
In this evocative portrayal, Lord Krishna sits upon a sacred rock, the forest enveloping him in a verdant embrace. His posture is that of unwavering stillness—a yogi immersed in meditation. Around him, nature listens—the rustle of leaves, the distant call of birds—all attuned to the wisdom flowing from Krishna’s lips. His teachings transcend mere philosophy; they are the nectar of self-realization. Krishna, the Supreme Yogi, imparts not just knowledge but a path — a way to merge the finite self with the infinite.
The artwork was initially painted in 1999 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork is estimated to $400,000. You may have the opportunity to buy one of these 3 NFT's of this kind at a reasonable price.
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The Cosmic Charmer
Rejat told us during an interview in 2023 how Lord Vishnu said him in a dream: “Your canvas awaits. Paint the divine. Capture Krishna—the eternal lover, the cosmic charmer.”
The artwork was initially painted in 2006 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork (2024) is estimated to $485,000. You may have the opportunity to buy this UNIQUE NFT's at a reasonable price. The value of art preserves during had times.
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Celestial Ardour
Within the canvas’s embrace, Lord Krishna emerges—a celestial wanderer. His form, bathed in moon-kissed blues and sunlit golds, resonates with grace and transcendence. Cosmic swirls, like celestial secrets whispered, enfold him. Each brushstroke echoes devotion’s melody, a hymn sung by forgotten constellations. As viewers gaze, they step beyond mere pigments; they touch eternity. The universe itself sways to Krishna’s flute—an invitation to dance amid stardust and dreams. Description resonates with the magic that transcends canvas and mortal hands.
The artwork was initially painted in 2005 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork (2024) is estimated to $635,000. You may have the opportunity to buy this UNIQUE NFT's at a reasonable price. The value of art preserves during had times.
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The Essence of Krishna
Within the luminous canvas, Lord Krishna stands—a cosmic alchemist. His form, bathed in moon-kissed blues and sunlit golds, resonates with grace and transcendence. Swirling energy shapes spiral around him—an interplay of cosmic forces, the dance of creation. Krishna’s gaze pierces veils of existence, revealing hidden realms. His palms, cupped like cosmic chalices, channel energies from distant galaxies. The universe bends, swirls, and weaves itself anew.
The artwork was initially painted in 2005 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork (2024) is estimated to $650,000. You may have the opportunity to buy this UNIQUE NFT's at a reasonable price. The value of art preserves during had times.
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Cosmic Serenade
In this masterpiece, Lord Krishna stands amidst celestial swirls, His form resonating with grace and transcendence. The colors on the canvas echo the hues of devotion and eternity, inviting viewers to lose themselves in the cosmic dance of divinity. May this name honor the eccentric artist from Jaipur, whose legacy transcends mere pigments and canvas.
The artwork was initially painted in 2005 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork (2024) is estimated to $700,000. You may have the opportunity to buy this UNIQUE NFT's at a reasonable price. The value of art preserves during had times.
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Celestial Symphony Rev.
Amidst the canvas’s expanse, Lord Krishna stands—a celestial wanderer. His form, bathed in hues of sapphire and gold, resonates with grace and transcendence. The cosmic swirls embrace him, each brushstroke echoing devotion’s melody. As viewers gaze, they step beyond mere pigments; they touch eternity. It is a reshape of another artwork, made upon request of Sangeetha, artist's girlfriend.
The artwork was initially painted in 2002 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork (2024) is estimated to $1,300,000. You may have the opportunity to buy this UNIQUE NFT's at a reasonable price. The value of art preserves during hard times.
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Krishna's Cosmic Dance
Within the luminous canvas, Lord Krishna stands—a cosmic dancer at the heart of eternity. His form, bathed in moon-kissed blues and sunlit golds, resonates with grace and transcendence. Celestial swirls, like cosmic eddies, enfold him—the very fabric of creation responding to His divine rhythm. Each brushstroke echoes devotion’s melody, a symphony composed by forgotten constellations. The universe itself sways to Krishna’s flute—an inner core of cosmic energies spiraling outward. Feel the pulse of galaxies, hear the whispers of quasars, and lose yourself in Krishna’s reverie — a legacy woven by the eccentric artist from Jaipur.
This is the most valuable artwork of Verma. It was painted in 2002 and it wasn't among those ones stolen from the artist. This is an original painting, which hasn't been lost and/or recreated. The value of this artwork (2024) is estimated to $12,000,000. This NFT is not for anyone, but mostly for those who want to invest their fortune in something which preserves its value during hard times.
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Celestial Symphony
The painting you’ve shared is a mesmerizing portrayal of Lord Krishna. Its vibrant colors seem to echo the hues of devotion and divinity. In this masterpiece, Krishna dances upon the canvas, his form a harmonious blend of grace and playfulness. The forgotten constellations in the street urchin’s eyes find their reflection in the celestial swirls of blue and gold. Perhaps this name encapsulates the magic woven by the eccentric artist from Jaipur—a legacy that transcends mere pigments and canvas.
The artwork was initially painted in 1997 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork (2024) is estimated to $300,000. You may have the opportunity to buy this UNIQUE NFT's at a reasonable price. The value of art preserves during hard times.
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Krishna's Serenity
Krishna’s eyes, half-closed, hold the universe within—a cosmic gaze that pierces illusions. His hands rest upon his lap, fingers forming intricate mudras—the language of energy and consciousness.
The artwork was initially painted in 2003 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork (2024) is estimated to $425,000. You may have the opportunity to buy this UNIQUE NFT's at a reasonable price. The value of art preserves during hard times.
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Luminous Whispers
Within the canvas’s embrace, Lord Krishna stands—an ethereal wanderer. His form, bathed in moon-kissed blues and sunlit golds, resonates with grace and transcendence. Cosmic swirls, like celestial secrets whispered, enfold him. Each brushstroke echoes devotion’s melody, a hymn sung by forgotten constellations.
As viewers gaze, they step beyond mere pigments; they touch eternity. The universe itself sways to Krishna’s flute—an invitation to dance amid stardust and dreams.
Feel the cool breeze of cosmic nights, hear the rustle of galaxies, and lose yourself in Krishna’s reverie—a legacy woven by the eccentric artist from Jaipur.
The artwork was initially painted during April-August 2000 and was among those ones stolen from the artist. A couple of years later, Verma found it in castle de Serquigny (see the story above). From here, it was lost during the fire of this castle at the beginning of 2024. The value of the recreated artwork (2024) is estimated to $1,250,000. You may have the opportunity to buy this UNIQUE NFT's at a reasonable price. The value of art preserves during hard times.