Another Sunday

Made it yesterday, on Saturday. Really Saturday was such a waste. I was trying to do something useful, but when it comes to technology I’m rather slow and dull. 😀  So I made this by charcoal pencil, my 2nd charcoal drawing. Showed it to my sister, and she asked me whether I had learnt drawing technique from some internet video. Yea! I’m kind of proud of myself now. Not that much though. (Yes I have a patience problem, can’t keep drawing for more than an hour, hence, the crudeness.)

Enjoy your Sunday friends! Stop over at Sunday Sketches for sure.

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Next one I will try to make in colour. ’till then!


About Little Things


They say find happiness in little things. And this – don’t let little things bother you. Hah! nonsense.

We are taught such contradictory things. I don’t think there is anyone alive, among the billions who are, on the planet earth who is not bothered by little things. Okay, some may get over it in 10 seconds and some in 10 days, and others in 10 months. But little things do bother us, a lot sometimes. They bother us more and for a longer period than we are willing to acknowledge. Society has a huge impact on our behaviour, society tells us to suppress sadness over (seemingly) trivial issues, and we try our best to, and even believe that we have achieved that goal. But if anyone ever did, their life would be perfect, they will always be a bundle of joy, with such feelings as regret, anger, unhappiness over nothing (as they say) as aliens.

But the justification for being able to be sad about small things in front of the world is given here because actually I want to justify happiness over little things. But it is only fair to justify the antagonistic feeling as well.

So all that said, why I talk about happiness over tiny things because I’m a tiny person, who might be capable of great things, but as of now is doing tiny things. The entire weekend was spent (apart from sleeping) reading about someone who read a lot. Then I got a new pencil, my first ever charcoal pencil, so in crazy excitement, I made the following. I know artists are supposed to be patient, complete drawings over days. Maybe that is why I can’t be a real artist, because I think I completed this in about 40 mins. (To those who don’t draw, this might sound like a lifetime, but those who draw might understand, drawing in haste with a new instrument)

April 12, 2012

Dear diary

I had been quite upset for a few days. It is mostly because I don’t do my work, i.e. study, hence I don’t know anything. It’s one thing to be able to read and write, another to be smart. So what has been happening is that I get unhappy and irritated when I’m in college, I don’t feel like doing any of all the well of work I have, and I get bored in outings. All in all, life is pretty disappointing these days.
So what I did was take a day off from college. And here’s what I did today…

  • Watched Paranormal Activity 1, 2 & 3.
  • Cleaned the floor,walls & ceiling of my room.
  • Cleaned half a cupboard. Here I found some interesting stuff. Some old books and notebooks. Drawings that are though just human figures, but tell what my state of mind was at different ages. Lots of empty envelopes, blank sheets of paper, tazos and a letter written by me to my sister, which she replied to on the same paper. Also lots of greeting cards, some received by my parents, one that my aunt’s best friend gave to her, and others that I made & addressed but never gave out to the respective people, and one given to me by that same aunt, which has music play in it when you open the card.  A doctor’s prescription that I had tried to copy on a prescription paper(me and my sister did that a lot). Some diaries, again blank, though one had some stuff written in it. I also noticed I never addressed the diary before writing. I would straight away start off like, ‘today this & that occurred…’
  • Watched a bit of AFV, then some funny Ellen videos on YouTube.
  • Oh and I also found packets of some compounds we had synthesised in Chemistry Lab, also compound #6 was given to me in the exam. I don’t remember what compound it was, but I have a packet full of it if you want to test.   Cool stuff!
  • Now I’m writing this. I don’t know what I will do next. Maybe I”ll add that later in this article. . and maybe I will share a bit of what I wrote in that diary when I read it. .

Okay, adding some findings here:

The Letter I wrote to my Sister

That outline is actually lyrics of some song

sorry for the bad photo quality

i was in class 3, 8-yr-old

all I remember is that this was a picture in my Hindi book, and before I ever read the book, my sister & I stayed up till late drawing things from it