Amateur Artist...

  Fog outside and fog inside... All the morning, throughout the night, Dulling the bright and blurring my sight; Fog outside and fog inside...   It scares me at times, this foggy plight, It clogs my dreams and hinders my flight; Fog outside and fog inside...   All my childhood, all my life, I think this fog won’t ever leave my side; Fog outside and fog inside...   This fog and its blinds are not merely to fright, They give me peace, sometimes in day and sometimes at night; Fog inside and fog outside...   I walk out my door, for my evening stride, Mesmerized by the world, this magical fog has beautified; Fog inside and fog outside...   Unbelievable it may seem, but it fills my heart with hope & love & light, Such a beautiful delight, like love at first sight ! Fog inside and fog outside...                         ...

Isn’t it ironic, how this pandemic is engulfing hundreds of lives with each passing day and the more we’re coming closer to this death-dealing sickness, the more we’re thinking about all the lovely and amazing things which we would cherish to do once this is over ??? Once we finally realize that not everything is controllable, we start dreaming... ...we start dreaming about all the mesmerizing places we want to go to, all the marvelous people we want to meet with, all the melodious & exotic music styles we want to explore, all the indelible memories we want to make with our loved ones, all the crazy & stupid adventures we want to go on with our friends, all the doting & magnificent ways in which we want to love our soulmates, all the famous restaurants where we want to devour the most delicious food.. ..and all the beautiful & wonderful & breathtaking things we want to do before we perish ! That is what the beauty...

Throughout our life, we make countless choices… Some regretful and lousy, Some ecstatic and rousy. Some perfect in their imperfection, Some blissful in their affliction. Some taught an unforgettable lesson, Some became a sweet obsession. Some turned our heart into stone, Some let our soul reborn. Some smothered us to a life so subtle, Some impelled us to do some hustle. But it’s witless to forget that Every Choice That We Make, Makes Us ! -    Written and Drawn by HARSHDEEP

Who am I? Am I what this wanton world says I am? OR Am I what my demarcating destiny is turning me into? Am I a fatuous face, walking down the trampled road? OR Am I a disruptive dame? Am I the one defeated by coercing circumstances? OR Am I an invincible soul? Am I being molded by my Kin’s expectations? Or Am I chasing my dissentient yet dignifying dreams? As long as this Dilemma subsists, my very existence remains inefficacious.  But soon after its eradication, I’ll be WHAT MY SOUL YEARNS TO BE.                                                                                           - Written & Drawn by Harshdeep

My heart cries... Every time I see Lust being mistaken for Love; Every time I see People smashing good souls into the ground, stepping on their head and walking over them; Every time I see Niceness requited with Iniquitousness; Every time I see a Relationship flatline long before its Geniture; Every time I see People unveiling their New Visages to Everyone they meet; Every time I see The world running out of People to Trust and Rely on; Every time I see the Good ones Suffer and the Bad ones Bloom; Every time I see the Loyal & Lovable beings getting left for the Treacherous ones; Every time I see Them giving their all and still not receiving even a percent back.. ...My heart cries.                                                                           ...

Another day went by;             Revamping the reality             An inescapable calamity             I need some more clarity             Cuz life’s full of superficiality. Another day went by;             Life has taken it’s toll                  I just can’t let it roll             Someone please let me unfold             The story untold. Another day went by;             Just can’t carry it on        ...