Experimenting 7/ watercolour failure 4

This is a watercolour-pencil sketch. I used the cross-hatching technique to blend the shades. Honestly, I don’t like, (because maybe I can’t, or am doing it wrong) blending the shades with my fingers cause that makes the texture of the skin smooth. But the texture of the face in reality is not smooth. A face…

Watercolour failure 2

There was a bee buzzing in the back of my mind for days. As exams were nearing, I didn’t bother to find the bee. But today I couldn’t tolerate anymore. The buzzing was getting louder but I had to study history because tomorrow is my history exam. I wanted to doodle a bit, taking time…

Trip to see Spring

Hello guys, I was out of town for a few days and was unable to post anything for a long time. And also, as my annuals are nearing, I don’t think i’ll be posting anything soon. In this post, I am posting few photos which took during my trip to the western part of West…

Astounded

He saw her in the crowd As she passed him by. A random stranger, After many days Made his throat go dry Her translucent pale skin Accentuated her veins His seeking eyes caught The hidden despair The not-noticed tear stains The purple veins, cold and thin On her pale cheeks and eyelids They looked like…

And…

And the rain will stop Eventually, the mud will dry No-one will see the red eyes No-one will hear the stifled cry And the cuts will heal But the scars  will remain They will stay as a living memory Of a tremendously intolerable pain And all will go unnoticed As it’s easy to wear a…

With My Hallucination

There she was With her flowing hair, The colour of mustard oil. With her Prussian blue eyes, She had me wrapped In her menacing coil. She used to come To talk to me everyday Yet I didn’t know her name. They called her hallucination But I thought she was there, Only playing a game. They…

Illusion

NOTE: This is a really looooooooong short story. Maybe boring. If you don’t have enough time or need something thrilling, you can skip this one. Um….. I guess I’m in my writer’s block again. But I’d seriously like a feedback on this one. Thank you. PART: 1 As Dan struggled to vomit the words out…

World Of Mayhem

Tell the smell of the wet earth That it has soothed my nerves And filled the dearth. Tell the flames on the fireplace That it has warmed me enough With its golden grace. Tell the excited droplets of rain That it has cooled my temper And washed away pain. Tell the hurrying gust of breeze…

Ballad of a Young Girl

Once there was a girl Who went unnoticed, ignored All turned their backs on her, Even those, whom she adored. Unhappy as she was She decided to act everyday. She pretended to be fine, ‘I’m happy’ was all she could say. She performed brilliantly In a stage that was called ‘life’ She was never in…