ABOUT

Astha is the product of reaction between indecisiveness, inconclusiveness, restlessness, madness and huge love for coffee, TV, food, art, animes and BOOKS !! 

Absolute perfection is too over-rated. ;)

She believes in cold days with a little drizzle when you can just curl up into bed with a hot cup of coffee and grab a book or the laptop and detach completely from the outer world. 

She loves to cook yummy food although she's not very good at it and doesn't swallow anything she doesn't love.

She has very little fashion sense and believes that smart is the new sexy.

She bleeds into paper (or at least tries to) while writing and is in awe regarding art and stuffs and sketches and paints sometimes. She's like a child when it comes to shiny, glittery stuffs, thick soft and awesome smelling books and is proud to admit she's a nerd.

She is new to blogging, lives in her own world, is a little mischievous and rebellious and possibly a little out of mind, but is really sweet and fun. This is her third blog because she expects just too much out of herself and then gets disappointed soon, but has promised herself she will not back out and follow through her blog until the very end, that is her NINJA WAY, believe it.!!

She wants to write lots and lots of novels and books someday and possibly inspire/move/comfort people through it and this blog is her first step and really hopes to post as frequently as possible.

She also would loooove to travel all around the world and share her experiences which isn't possible now but hopes it will be someday.

She lastly wants to thank all the cool people who visited her blog and would like to ask for comments, feed-backs or any queries they have to be posted without hesitation both here or personally in the address given below.

POTTERHEAD, SHERLOCKIAN AND daVINCIAN always. Nihao and Sayonara.

Contact me at:  dementors_azkaban@yahoo.com or asthaaghm@gmail.com
Follow me on twitter at: https://twitter.com/catahleya 

MUNDANE ART UPDATE

As much excited as I am having edited, customized and started blogging again, I seem to have a writer's block, well in this case a blogger's block.

So this is my mundane update with a few of the sketches I have made till date, mostly from cartoons and animes because, well I watch cartoons too much and plus, they are easier to draw. There is a lot of room for improvement, but hey, practice is the first step, right? Constructive criticisms are highly appreciated. 

Enjoy. Have a great day lovely people, until next post. Sayonara.

P.S. I apologize beforehand for the image quality of some of these, courtesy of bad camera of my phone. ;) 

Light Yagami, Death Note

Some guy from Samurai Gun whose name I don't know

Aang, Avatar the Last Airbender (Cartoon)

Kuchiki Byakuya, Captain of 6th division in Gotei 13, Bleach

Sasuke Uchiha using Amaterasu, Naruto Shippuden

Random girl I drew

Sketch of a friend

Tinkerbell, Peter Pan's Adventure in Neverland (and the only colorful one here)

SEPTEMBER SERVINGS

THE BEAUTY OF A WOMAN

The beauty of a woman

is in the poems she wrote,

the dreams she's weaved,

and all the stories she's told.

The beauty of a woman

is in the adventures she's taken,

the lives she's touched

and all the minds she's awakened.

The beauty of a woman

is in the caring she gives,

the sincerity in her laughter,

and the passion in her griefs.

It's not the expensive clothes she owns,

her body size, the diamonds she's worn.

Measure not the beauty of woman in gold,

for the beauty of a woman is reflected in her soul.

..........

ECHOES OF SILENCE

Shattered china on the floor,

lots of slamming of the door.

You grab my hair, I break apart.

I shoot an arrow through your heart.

You pin my body on the wall,

my knees give up, you break my fall.

We hit each other where hurts the most,

I am your demon, you are my ghost.

We grip and pull and scratch and cry,

I love you boy, but that's a lie.

You smoke the pain and burn my skin,

we forget the hurt and again begin.

We've carved the wounds, we've done the harms,

you embrace me in your tired arms.

Though hopeless love, we've made the choice.

At last we seek each other's voice.

In the Echoes of Silence.

..........

PART OF YOU

I'm afraid

that one of these days,

the last petal will fall

and the wind will carry away

the sweetness of your laughter,

the softness of your kiss

and the fondness of our memories.

I'm afraid

that one of these days,

you'll forget me

and just like that,

I'll cease to exist.

..........

REBIRTH

Meet me at the horizon

where the sky meets the earth.

Two bodies burning with the sun,

One eternal love rebirth.

AUGUST SERVINGS

WE WILL FLY

We are standing on the edge,

with nothingness till far below.

But don't you fear,

my dear.

Hold my hand tight,

take a deep breath,

lit that soul on fire.

and take a leap.

Because people,

we will fly.

..........

MY WORLD

Some days,

you mean the world to me,

I don't lie.

Some days,

I see the world in your eyes.

Some days,

you are my world.

..........

I'LL BE GONE

One of these days,

like the dewdrop on a sunny day,

like a shimmer in a moonlight ray,

like our love that has been fading away,

I'll be gone,

forever.

..........

LOVE STORY

As I turned the last page,

I found myself broken

for it was time to bid goodbye

to our love story.

You saw the emptiness in my eyes,

and wrote another book.

..........

HER

For her, love was a lot of things,

his hair, his eyes,

his smile, his voice,

his breath, his touch..

For him, love was but one thing.

HER.

..........

A GAME

"Here is my heart and soul," she said.

Out on the cold table she laid

her all. He whispered, "I'll place your needs above

all mine." Little did she know he lied.

He played a little and tossed it aside.

Yet somehow, she still believes in love.

JUNE SERVINGS

BROKEN HOME

Ours is just a house.

The walls are only walls,

the beds only mediocre carpentry pieces,

the doors only blocks of wood,

the roof only physical shelter from sun and rain,

the floors only shattered foundation,

and the rooms,

only empty spaces.

..........

BLACK AND WHITE

A little darkness, a little light.

A little sorrow, a smile so bright.

Life is just so,

Black and White.

Life is just so,

Black and White.

..........

THE DYING HERO

He fell before his time

with a thud.

A loud thud.

Someone screams.

They gasp,

unable to speak,

unable to react.

Commotion.

Expressions of horror,

sorrow,

pity,

pain.

The wind blew silently.

Moments froze.

Somewhere that seemed miles away,

they see a twitch.

a quiver of hand.

A brave soldier of life,

our unsung hero,

claimed before time.

His heart stopped.

Their hearts stopped.

And then with the last drop of tear shed,

Poof!!!

Another beautiful soul

disappears into thin air.