I'm not an anti-social. I'm a pro-solitude.


There are only patterns, patterns on top of patterns, patterns that affect other patterns. Patterns hidden by patterns. Patterns within patterns. 
If you watch close, history does nothing but repeat itself. 
What we call chaos is just patterns we haven’t recognized. What we call random is just patterns we can’t decipher. what we can’t understand we call nonsense. What we can’t read we call gibberish.
There is no free will. 
There are no variables.


Take me to.

When I opened my eyes, I saw nothing but the pool of nocturnal sky, for I was lying on my back with outstretched arms, face to face with that hatchery of stars. Only half awake, still unaware that those depths were sky, having no roof between those depths and me, no branches to screen them, no root to cling to, I was seized with vertigo and felt myself as if flung forth and plunging downward like a diver. But I did not fall. From nape to heel I discovered myself bound to earth. I felt a sort of appeasement in surrendering to it my weight. Gravitation had become as sovereign as love. The earth, I felt, was supporting my back, sustaining me, lifting me up, transporting me through the immense void of night.
P.S: Yes, I’ve done that drawing.

Tell me.

Tell me that you won’t leave me. Tell me that you’ll keep me in that dark soul of yours. Tell me that you love me, not everyday but at least once. Tell me that your heart is only and only for me. Don’t leave me here alone, in this darkness where all I am feeling is numb. You left me here stranded. Why? 

P.S: If anyone wants this sketch of mine, contact me through Instagram. (Username: Chanda.x)

I know, after a long, long time.


It has been months since I wrote anything on WordPress.

The roads are the same but homosapiens change. Why? ‘Cause homosapiens are so goddamn complicated. 😀

In these months I realized that life is nothing but how we interpret it. And how we homosapiens are just so damn interested in destructing each other’s soul. From friends to lovers, once in our lifetime we have been rude, harsh and so damn bad to the ones without whom we thought life was meaningless. 

Why do we hurt each other so much? Why are we so damn bad each and every homosapien every fucking time? Why can’t we be good? And the answers lie between those lines.

The answer is CHANGE. Yes, we change ourselves so many times unknowingly. We change, change and change.Sometimes to satisfy the other person too. But, we need to understand that change is necessary. Change is the law of life. Just like seasons change people have to change. They’re bound to change. You can’t stop it. I can’t stop it. It’s gooddamn universal. Some change for better, some change for worse and some have a Pokerface for life. Homosapiens need to understand that. If you think you’ve changed let me tell you: You are growing. You are progressing in your life. You are the change that your soul wants to see in you. And that change is okay. 

Change is like beer. You know but you still don’t. And who doesn’t like beer after all?  


Here I am! Just drew some stuff. Check it out. And leave your comments below too. *pretends to be famous*

She was the perfect dream for him.
Oh woman!

Long time no see!

I know I’ve not been blogging from weeks. But my exams were there and so I was engaged in my books. But hey, I’ve some of my drawings I really wanted to post. So here they are:

Dope, isn’t it?

These all pictures/drawings are drawn by me and taken by my cell. 

The Icy Pines.

When finally exams are over and all you can think is Blue.

All she could think of, were the harsh blue waves and the icy pine trees. She was the  ‘out of the blue yet in blue’ girl. She was a magic, she was furious like the wind and the sea. She amazes the Nature everytime by her bluish magical pixie dust. She was hard to be loved! 

Something new!

How you doin’?

So, y’all always see my drawings, sketches and canvas paintings, but today you’ll see something which I don’t usually prefer to do ’cause it’s time consuming, well, mostly ‘LAZINESS’ proposes me at that time. And that’s ‘CRAFT’. 

Firstly, let me clear that Craft and paintings/sketches are two different things. Don’t assume that if a person knows to sketch then that homosapien knows to do craft also. So let me show you what I made out of my laziness.

Yes! I named it “DEXTER”. Cool, isn’t it?😁

I know it’s childish but good for an amateur atleast! 😁 

Leave your thoughts on this childish one! If you want to know how it’s made then I’ll blog it in my next. Leave your comments! Share too!

Thanks for visiting! 

So long homosapiens!

A-Z PE Challenge Day 9 (I)

It feels so good.


Today’s featured blogger has a site and it is called:


I like her tagline:

I’m not an anti-social. I’m a pro-solitude.

Right?  She is saying the SAME EXACT THING.  But USING OTHER WORDS.

Like…instead of being a “cigarette smoker” you could be a “clean air avoider.”

Or instead of a “vegetarian” you could be a confirmed”meataphobic.”

“I’m ON FIRE today!” becomes “I’ve been energetically combustible of late!”

She is an artist^^^

She is Indian.

She is a she.

She takes beautiful photos:

Did I mention that she is an artist?  Well she is.

Her name is Chandralekha Chanda.  Which looks impossible to pronounce, but it is probably pronounced exactly how it looks<<<(don’t think too much about this)  People get into trouble when they get all creative with your name, they add extra syllables and accents just for the heck of it!

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