Astha's Corner

As the culture diversifies, Some imperfections too glorifies. Reserving for the unprivileged, True talent becomes limited. Religious preaching is truth's synonym, Diminish everything that's respect antonym. This is not the nation, All those fighters died for. It's time to fix the situation, Build a country we adore. Where Justice is Instant, Nobody is Intolerant. Feminist word isn't insulting, Marriage Equality is exulting. Where passion is no more just a hobby, We get why our National Game is Hockey. Monuments all preserved like art, Researches have reached starts & apart. It seems tough but not impossible, Working together breaks all obstacles. Time to build The India that's great, Unity in Diversity marks a new trait.

When the dress is tight, Doesn't fit me right. I'm asked to change. When it's dark outside, Having my lone ride. I'm asked to come home. When out in public, Must not display my relationship. I'm suppose to control. Then why should I stay calm, As someone try to put me in harm. It's the criminal to be blamed, Still I'm the one being shamed. What happened can't be brushed off, It made me humiliated & pissed off. Why I'm supposed to surrender, I'm already labelled a weaker-gender. "Western" is just "Hypocrisy" mockery, It's users are definition of snobbery. Amount of fabric covering a body, Doesn't  indicate flirting be a hobby. Time to change your perception, Developed on inutile misconceptions.

When love struck or heartbroken, Dreaming shut or widely awoken. I pour my thoughts. Let it be pain, suffering & demise, Anguish over issues to compromise. I let it out. Through words, sonnets & rhymes, Art that my vision define. I utter my state. Whether it's shiny or rain, Sometimes mind can't bear the strain. I had enough. Of the norms that ask me to stop, Intensifying the moments I flopped. I agree I've failed. To become someone they 'Hoped', But I'm more than the 'Supposed'.

Room still a messy kingdom, Hours into reading words of wisdom. As the age counter hit no. 20, Simple is preferred instead of Funky. Reaching Adulthood haven't been bliss, Questioning pronouns they/her/his. They build this illusion, And hand you conclusion. Deciding what is right, Labelling  your might. Crumbled that's what been felt, As you hand in the letter of emotions wrecked, Reckless was the title of that period, Outcasts resemblance ran the chariot. Choice to ignore gets chosen, Other side of the story turn heartless frozen. Love may thaw, It's taken by law. Years have flown, With every new dawn. Once digits will pause, Weeps over lose. No one will matter nor does, Disgrace, Shame, Dignity, Curse. Channelling your calling is the destiny, Believing in self is the ecstasy. So step out the cage, Make a new maze. Form your own way, Begin living these days.

Giggles Pity Jokes fill the air, Again as I become an embarrassment heir. Stupid Idiot maniac are the words, Without realising what happened at first. "There goes the loser" she pointed again, "Total Maniac!" He called in vain. No place to hide, No one to blame. As I start to laugh, I exhale the shame. Crowd went silent, All I hear are my snorts. In that moment I realise, Indirectly I slapped those snobs. Picking up the dignity that fell down, Learned how joyful it can be being a clown. Click here to buy this

Drop of Talent; Mixed with Misery, Looks like I was raised as a Subsidy. Butterflies sparkled in the dark, Left on a cliff than an arc. So I took steps back And joined the crowd, Told things I lacks Better obey & bow. Wore black to hide my light, Feared brightness can damage my sight. Burned ideas & symphonies I write, Just to be normal to act alright. But as the time neared, I no more  disappeared. Picking up my worth & gears, I made my own year. Sometimes being your own cheer, That's how you loose a Fear. Click on Image to Buy Hey guys! This month I'm trying #inktober i.e. I'll be making 31 ink based drawing for 31 days of October. That'll all be posted here on 31st of October itself. If you want to check out my progress follow me on instagram by clicking here . And I've a Facebook Page now. Please like it! Else then that check out the latest Inktober entry Video Below!

Chriping of birds sounds irritating, Why is it feel like everything hating. Sitting all alone in this empty corridor, Forcing myself not to walk out the door. All around are people present in plural, Staring eyes makes me look fooler. When do this loneliness turned so heavy, Is it just learning who make us happy? Then again we die alone, Buried into different stones. Never become content with self, Maybe thus we are termed a mess. When will we learn? When do we get? A single person is a group itself. Dependency a weakness, Freedom a joy. Only believed when badly annoyed.

Trembling and Twitching Begging for help. Tantrums and Ignorance That's what I get. All my fault All in head All no support All don't get Pray for the mercy Setup some Goals Ask the Almighty Bless your soul. Trigger pulled up Hots starts to flush Followed by falling Feels seems crushed. Might control Might can't Might conceal Might comprehend Scars invisible Still the deepest Heathens unacceptable Becomes Legend.

Flawed turned flawless. Heart began pumping. As Fate met solace. Precocious got developing. Thought art, poetry & chaos combined, A cocktail gets made as I defined. Lines, Shapes & Colors made me grow, Standing Applause for every show. Greed for Fame that's what got misted, Struggle to top here the tale got twisted. Lusted to find beauty in purest form, Find a home that keeps me warm. Desire isn't quenched by comfort, Until our Visions are conveyed. Breeze of love brings the slumber, Somehow worries gets erased.

From time that I began to recite, Started to protest against otherwise. There's always this thing, That stop me to begin. Been surrounded by wrong, Still I try to stay strong. There are these rules & reputation that assemble, Forbidding the paths that seem like my gamble. When it was success, Told to reach out for more. Now here are regrets, Talks of not trying from the core. What looks freedom has a different definition, When the dreamer and believer have different ambition. Everyone explain their version of right, Couldn't get in that it's no more 1975. Expression can be art. Passion can be careers. Talents set you apart. Workplaces have changed in years. What never ends is the greed, To have way better living then the needs. So vomiting grief is all I choose, Spilling my quarrels before I loose. I'll paint my thoughts until I can, It's the struggle I share here till then.

A stroke of color says it all, What always have been held. A mind of chaos burn these walls, Erupting everything I have felt. There lies these parts of me, That were better left hidden. A mosiac of grief and glee, Feelings I always tagged forbidden. But as I hold this thought in hand, My mind no more seem all blank. Motion starts to build the spark, And I don't quit until it's dark. Soon the dementors scare away, As your patronus comes to life. Art becomes your act of Magic, You find your salvation your inner light.

No matter how hard I try, Can't ever match your level eye. Even when I follow your rules, Why am I always tagged a Fool. Millions time I adjust, But you never learn to trust. Agreed to being a Duff, Still it's never enough. Remember Silence's a Scream, You always ruin daydreams. Can treat just the same, Though I am not that lame. When I play the cards, It'll decorate the boulevards. Moment I'll break these cuffs, You'll realize what's ENOUGH.

As another year gets added to life, I'm over thinking about making it right. Since nights crawls up my sleeves, Lazy yet potential soul is what they believe. Misty fog still stubborn to clear, Clock ticking is the only thing I hear. People seek glory while I search happiness, An aim that shows a way to solve this mess. As the brain jumps above, Heart beats out loud. Silencing all the senses, Questioning what was it all about. Why following the old path, When you can create your own trail. Why coloring in monotone, When you can turn the picture ablaze. Pulse play rhythms, Burden numbs it out. How to stay silent? Because you're a Breakout. 

It's exactly been a month now, Until the news struck somehow. We conversed in the morning, By evening we were mourning. It's still so hard to believe, You do came home as promised in eve. But you weren't the same so wasn't I, Only seeing you like that made me cry. Nights had turned silent again, They say you got relieved from pain. As I never said it then, Since you deserved every gen. Just thanks for the love, Thanks for the paints. Thank You for the stories, And acknowledging my complaints. I'm sorry if I hurt you, I'm sorry if I lied. Now that you're gone, I hope you're fine and alright.

Shh...Behave! Make your values Display, You can't get everything that you crave. Hide your Skin; Keep your voice low, Your beauty should be radiating though. This is the way you should act, Timidity makes people attract. Females are the weaker sex, Maybe just another pleasing objects. If that's how you define a Girl, Time to punch your head in swirl. She's a Human like any other being, Not a robot to follow you agreeing. It's she who decides what she wanna wear, It's her decision to shout any-time she cares. She has got her own mind, So it's you who's acting blind. Feminism isn't always being pretty, Neither it's about labelling men shitty. Google the definition if you can, Feminist means EQUALITY with men. A society can grow only in balance, Not by forcing another side Silent. It's a Body Positive/Anti-Racist/Trans inclusive Club, That allow every open mind join the hub. So here's to the people who call us 'M...

It's a great task to survive, With a mind colourful and naive. Eyes that refuse to shut, And sometimes scream enough. Ears dance to the rhythm, Yearns to hear freedom. Hiding those shaky-hands, Till how long I really can? Words that always shout, Can barely escape my mouth. Labels are heavily weighing, Time is honestly slaying. Talking least about things that matter, Hiding those feelings that make me shatter. Morning struggles to shine, Emptiness hold the blinds. Everywhere that I fail, Misery follow my trails. Hence all I do is Crawl, Bury myself in Waterfall. This is Wrong. Play that Song. Face those feelings. Keep your sane. Stand up Straight. Find your Healing. Hate is a Burden. Love is a Certain. This is my Believing.         

Trying to be Different, But how Dare Me? Following my Interest, NO! I can't fly free. Fascinating Dreams, It's just my Brain. After-all I'm just a Teen, Only emotions Insane. So let's give it a Shot, I wanna be on Top, Live like a way; I've been taught.  Then Why Suppress? Why this Stress? Why I'm turning to a Mess? Hold UP! I've got this, I'm gonna turn it bliss. Swallow the Words, With some Doubts. Oh My Lords! Help me OUT! No Mob Screams, Low self-esteem, I got to succeed by all means. And now the wave hit the shore, Maybe it'll silence all those roars. Where's the water? That'll drown me deep. You're not that better, Have you been asleep? This is not your thing, You can't do that. A voice that flinged, Again started a chat. Dare to be Different, Dare to be Free. You're Magnificent, Rethink what you can Be? Stand-Outs can't Fit In, Struggle make them Win. If that's not how it...

Read it somewhere but don't really know, Been running with the light but progress still slow. Passion, Compassion weighing either side, It's getting harder to balance & feel all Alive. "No time to Think! High Time to Act!" You'll fulfill the needs; that was the pact. When Comparisons fills Garage, Expectations builds huge Mirage. No one to listen what's driving you Crazy, All they can see is a Hopeless & Lazy. The Mind starts Exploding the Fears it held, Diminishing the confidence present in Self. A Broken Soul screams on the Inside, But a Cheeky Girl always smiles out Wide. Nobody to be blamed but yourself, Since all left now to drown in Regrets. Down to the very bottom of the sea. Where your soul finally seems to set free. A Dungeon that was always called Home, Is no more capable to Handle your Tone. The Shackles have now turned into Accessory, Your work now seems most Honory. Does it make any sense whe...

One of us, then why writing so? I'll reply to it first let me go. Oh hey you Practical '8' shape, There goes my Chubby-Cheek Face. I don't get this thing with Humans, Labelling each other in such an illusion. Welcome to the World where your size Decides, How you're gonna live your life. Obese, Healthy, Fat are shaming tags, Skinny people rule Cover Mags. Diabetes, Thyroid, Cholesterol Yeah! We too live, Before our comfort nothing is that Massive. Just tell me how many gyms do you know, Advertising Weight-Loss rather than Fitness Goals. Resistance to Any problems don't apply when just you're Thin, It's a humongous pleasure to enjoy what's getting within. Here's to the people who are proud in their own skin, You're Acceptance of yourself is the Ultimate Win. Before starving yourself just think otherwise, Your size isn't associated with your Heart being Nice!

2014 year that I graduated School! Been a while...I know but somehow my room cleaning bought back those crazy memories. The last two years (of School) as I've always mentioned had been the most dreadful ones. I'm still recovering from the horror of that. But somehow as our Farewell neared, I was emotional to realize that it's Finally Happening! School will soon become a place I 'Used' to go. So, before that imagination has to became Reality I wanted to express my feelings in words. I was wrong in thinking so. Hence, even after finalising my emotion filled speech (which got converted into a Management Praising Crap for the Final Event!) it got cancelled! Due to my Furious Nature I ended up throwing it away...I still wanted it to be a Memory to remember. So, I'm posting it here! A token of my Feeling for those glorious years that 'BAD' people didn't gave a platform to. Hope you like it! इस सफर की शुरआत हमनें साथ की थी, जान से प्यारे यारों के स...