Astha's Corner

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!

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.

Let's talk about festivals. Well, frankly because I don't really had anything else to talk about now. Since, my semester end is approaching. So from 19th of Nov to 9th of Dec I'll probably be drowned into my course books which I haven't even touched this whole time. So please spare with me. Well once again we are near to that time of the year. And to those whose imagination is on fire by last sentence lemme give it a rest, I'm talking about 'Diwali'. #IndianChristmas Weird trend I know. But let's get into the mood of this amazing festival & go through a list of stuffs, that you probably love to ignore! Annoying Festival Things Phone Company Text That time of the festive season again. When in the world of Messenger & Whatsapp. Your network company never forgets to send you a freaking text, stating you'll be charged 2x times. No matter you paid them enough to buy new clothes. Your Network Company will never stop drooling for mo...

I wake up torn between desire to improve, Erasing the thoughts that block me to move. It's a human mind you can't change, Your own imagination starts to sound strange. Captivating you into that small box, Disabling you to hear your own talks. Until it becomes unable to breath, There are million things you want to achieve. You break the barriers roaring aloud, Looking around you hear no crowd. The ground underneath you suddenly vanishes, You drown to a world where stories replenishes. Greeting the feeling that elevates you, Spilling the ink all the way through. Dreaming intentionally soon becomes effortless, All you care is a result that's breathless. A story that makes you search the answers, Driving you crazy for another chapter. It becomes a duty to say all that isn't, Truth that everybody need to listen. I'm know for tearing my own heart, Into a reflection called ART.

Ok! so it's been a Long time since I posted anything anywhere. I pretty much lost a lot of viewers. Both on my youtube channel and my Blog. And I know I have to be consistent to grow an audience online but I FAILED! So, somehow this feeling started to take the better of me. Luckily, good thing is I coped up with it, and some avid friends (I can never call you just a reader/viewer/fan anymore.) helped me Believe Back In ME! Warning! I'm going to explain my personal struggles again. So if you are somebody who is into my poems or other articles, you are always free to check them out leaving this. Done! I won't be warning you again. Hmm...how to put it. I am not lying but I'm actually struggling with words right now. (C'mon I'm just an amateur Blogger. Not some NY Times Best Seller, which btw is my #lifegoals ) You know through out life we go through endless amount of struggles. Broken toys, Fight with friends, Performing infront of the Crowd, EXAMS! RE...

Well, this post is by my Look-alike Sibling Nishtha (There'll be a lot of promotion links...don't forget to check them out!) Who came up as an utter surprise to me when she herself without my any help came up with a poem for the first time. This is not her first poem fyi but I find it one of her greatest creation. Hope you guys love reading this! जब तु साथ था मेरे पास था हर वक़्त तब कुछ ख़ास था पर अब जो तु साथ नहीं  हर लम्हा मेरे लिये ख़ास नहीं  लेकिन आज मैं यह कहती हूँ  हर पल यह दर्द मैं सहती हूँ  की मैंने क्यों यह कहा नहीं  क्यों अपना मुँह खोला नहीं  आज भी मुझे वह याद है  कुछ अरसे पुरानी यह बात है  जो भी बोला था मैंने तब  वापस लेना चाहूँ अब  खड़ी हूँ आज भी वहीँ तेरी याद में  रोती हूँ आज भी वहीँ तेरे इंतज़ार में  जानती हूँ तू न वापस लौटेगा  मेरे दर्द को कभी न समझेगा  लोग कहते है मैं बदल गई  हाँ मैं तो अब संभल गई  मेरा एक हिस्सा आज भी तेरे पास है  आख़िरकार मेरी यादें...

Screaming creatures are underneath me, Struggling to tear me all out. Situations I'm so afraid to see, Shutting my mouth to scream it loud. How can I try to define it, This feeling that's boiling up inside. Since when I tried to open a bit, My words shattered in-front of my eyes. "It's normal." everybody struggles something, But why they don't admit it then? It's not normal to feel helpless within, Suffocated by these turmoil's until when? It's not always the same way though, Euphoria & Tiredness oscillate within. At the next moment I never know, Why can't I ever fit in?

It's back again...Yup! I'm posting on the very next day 'coz I'm really very excited. It's the day 2 of my June Jubilee Celebration. It's my new venture for completing one year on public internet blogging & youtubing stuff. For those of you who haven't read the last post please scroll down to read "Reinvent Yourself". An article dedicated to self-discovery & the process to rebuild the better you version. It's written by incredibly talented Ms. Laksha. Her other stuffs links are also embedded on that very post as well. Hope you guys are liking my this new experiment. "Thoughts makes up a personality & behaviour. We live by thinking a decision to be taken." Thoughts dwell in when we are introduced to possibilities. As nothing seems certain. Like an old person, who either have thoughts of enjoying the left life or being carefree, taking things lightly so the hard work pays off. Whereas a young person think of gettin...