I Return With a Bang (Sort Of)// A Life Post With Too Many Pictures

I was supposed to be all excited to write a post some ten days ago, but apparently, I wasn’t. 

Well, hello there! Long time no see!

A lot has been going on in my life in the time I wasn’t around. Most of the things that’ve happened are pretty unimportant little things, but it’s the little things that matter, after all. 😉

Unlike what you may have thought, I actually did stuff during my break over the past couple months, which includes some swimming, running, photography, a lot of travelling and an even bigger lot of reading manga. Manga now rules my world.

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I discovered new watercolour techniques, I saw new cultures and realised that sometimes you don’t always fit in. Time has passed and I’ve learned new things and I’ve grown a few months older.

I read very few books, unfortunately, but I am sure I have found a new obsession with a series. Anybody else out there who’s read Foundation?

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I’ve also been doing some interesting work as a designer. This is a little something I made for a blog I’m designing currently, though it isn’t quite final. I actually drew this by hand and Photoshopped it for the colours.

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Apart from that, I also went mad. That is, I made an aesthetic on a Pinterest board about… Me.

See it here!

My cousin and I spent some quality hours together bombarding this board with pictures late into the night. To say the truth I have not been sleeping enough for a couple days. I just hope I don’t fall asleep writing this.

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I discovered music from a group called Sleeping At Last that I really love. All thanks to Ruby for introducing me! I finally have some good stuff to listen to while working out and painting and stuff.

Speaking of painting I have been doing a lot of it, my favourite being this messy one of some hydrangeas (Pin-inspired). I don’t really know why, but I cannot stop looking at it.

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This weekend I woke at 4 (am I not great) and ran my second ever 10k. It felt amazing and surprisingly easy and now my thighs are hurting and I cannot swim with these legs.

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So, how have things been for you? I’ve not been very consistent, so make sure to tell me what’s new!

I shall leave you with a song that my cousin has recently been a little too obsessed with.

Thanks for sticking around. 🙂

~Mukta

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A Mirror to My Self

An aesthetic to reflect my personality, inspired by Gracie’s post (which was inspired by Lonelymeme’s post). Haha, good ideas travel far. 😉

aesthetic that defines me

i love:
stars, the ocean and the play of words,

seeking songs that are whispered, too vague to be heard,
 the fog in the mountains, sunlight through the trees,
a walk by the seashore, an afternoon breeze,

the dance of the wind and beautiful blue,
and things people don’t notice but i do, i do.

Roadside Markets// Indian Bazaar Photoshoot

One of the most prominent things about India is its street markets. They are many things, fascinating, colourful, and bustling with life. But today we’re dealing with colourful.

There is much I did when I was on vacation last December, and apart from tripping, breaking a nail and getting a blister, which is all only natural for someone like me, I also did quite a bit of photography. I’m going to be showing you a few select takes of a local Bazaar in India.

Some people’s impressions of India range from the craziest things like snake charmers everywhere to elephants trampling the streets, but then you actually get there and say hey, where did all of that go? Well, while I don’t deny that it was there once upon a time, I must say that now it just ain’t the same. Fortunately, some things- like this- are not destined to die.

When you talk about Indian markets, they sell everything from fruit, to veggies, to food, to clothes, to daily necessities like soap and toothpaste, and even things made of copper and occasionally even gold. This post will highlight all that and is going to be over real quick. The ride may be shorter than you think, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. 😀

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The Great Comeback: How I Survived NaNoWriMo 2017

So apparently someone hasn’t been here in a long while. And you noticed. Or maybe you didn’t notice and just sat there munching cookies (I want some) while my fingers tap-danced for hours together all November, but that’s a different story.

Well, dancing ain’t really my thing in the first place, and so you may ask how on earth I survived this month, but I have my answer ready for you. I HAD HELP.

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Firstly, let me tell you why I needed help.

  1. My plot was cringy
  2. My plot was cringy and
  3. My plot was cringy.

It’ll be a bit until I reveal it, but the only thing I knew about it was that there is a someone (I didn’t even know that someone’s gender, but that’s not the point) who is desperate to help her family stay alive when she (and then I decided it’d be a girl) is called to war and there is no one left to feed them. And then she does some really weird things for them and ends up messing her own life up.

But nooo that just didn’t work. I had no idea what that idea meant. I needed something more heart-wrenching, something more writable, something I’d actually want to write. Very unlike Random Idea That’s Never Going To Work. So I told my mom about it. AND THEN WE CAME UP WITH THE MOST FABULOUS PLOT EVER AND I WAS AWAKE ALL NIGHT THINKING ABOUT IT.

But then I realised the plot had no ups and downs and we’d just come up with the skeleton of the story. That’s where my genius friend comes in, who we will call R for now.

R was the most amazing and supportive friend ever. When I first told her I was going to write a novel in November she said great, what’s it about? And then I knew it would kill me but I told her anyway. And all through she actually looked interested. That was more than I could’ve hoped for.

But THEN she said, “Hey, I think this should happen.” And then she said, “I think that should happen.” And then she gave me a bunch of ideas and my head was screaming. This was going to be the best novel I’d ever written. So, kids, that’s how help saved my life. The end.


Now that the backstory’s done we come to the frontstory- how did November go? Well, to be honest, I had expected much worse.

Before the start of the month I saw a lot of articles on how terribly treacherous it was going to be and I got a tad bit misguided, so I decided not to go for the full 50k. I set 35k as my personal goal and as the month passed… I realised it was easier than I’d thought. But I still wasn’t sure. So I kept going on my 35k goal, but when I finished the story, I was SO close to 50k it was killing me.

As a novelist I’m terribly inexperienced, and 48k may sound like child’s play to so many. I know people who can write 10k in a day. Leaving aside the fact that I could never have done that, my longest streak in a day was 3.5k which is good enough for me.

Let me guess- now you want to know what it’s about.

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But nope. I’m evil that way. 😈 But someday I will. Until that someday… well, have fun waiting, I guess.


Apart from all this, things have been going on when I was away, which includes a lot of design orders and also some stalling thrown in, but all in all, this month was amazing. You know how sometimes the truest of friends are the most difficult to get? Well, the most productive of months need you to shed the most tears.

Until next time, amigos! I’ll leave you with a digitally made portrait of my awesome MC, Kestrel. I don’t know about you, but I bet my future self is going to think it’s horrifying. And yes, I did the grunge effect myself.

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You might also want to check out the reopening/reclosing post I wrote for DPS here.

P.S: So how did you survive NaNo (assuming that you did)? Did you have help too? What’s your novel about? Do you want to know more about mine?

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Project 1.1- Edify Now Overview

Pique Studios

Edify Now is my first ever official design, and I am really proud.

Here’s a fun fact- it was the real inspiration behind Design Pique. Yes, you heard that right, I began doing this design way before DPS was released.

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It began this way- I incidentally knew the owner of this site, and I received an email on the 26th of September, saying he wanted a complete rebranding to his site. Being the perky designer that I am, I sent him my approval with my utmost glee (a tad bit too much glee, mind you). But more on the backstory in my next post. Here’s an overview of the site.

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About Edify Now

“We love building and rebuilding Brand Experiences through our tailor-made digital solutions. Using the web, apps, and progressive tools, we create an unforgettable brand interaction experience which your customers use to establish their brand in…

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The Great Launch: A Perfect Celebration to Four Years of Blogging

I have been passionate about design since forever. No, not just passionate, I want to make a living out of it someday.

Design Pique is an unofficial, unprofessional and passion-driven site for blog and web design. It is a haven for bloggers who need designs and designers alike, and if you spare a few moments to look around you will find that Design Pique is oriented to creating quick, efficient and unique designs for online portals from all over.

There is a lot I want to my life- I want to be an author side-by-side, I want to be a photographer, I want to make a little business out of my love for art. I want to pursue poetry, chase wanderlust, there’s so much and so little time. But design is something that takes me in and doesn’t let me out. Ask anyone who knows me well enough and they’ll tell you. Continue reading The Great Launch: A Perfect Celebration to Four Years of Blogging

REVIEW: Where Dandelions Grow by Lydia Howe

DISCLAIMER: A free copy of this book was given to me by the author in exchange for writing a review. All opinions are my own. No spoilers. You owe me.

Where Dandelions Grow. My most recent adventure.

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Before I get started with my review, I’m going to give a shoutout to Anya’s blog My Life in Words! I was supposed to do the tour but didn’t have time- sorry about that, Anya! ❤ I’m also going to give a humongous thank you (because I’m NICE) to Lydia Howe for the copy of the book plus Maddy for referring to me 😉 The book was a hit. Cousins. Bookstores. Dandelions. Pastries. Perfect.


 The Official Sypnosis

What happens when your world falls apart and your dreams are mocked by those closest to you?

Destiny’s idyllic childhood full of laughter and cousins abruptly ended when her mom uprooted the family to move them across the country with strict instructions never to talk about Swallow Ridge again.
Eleven years later Destiny moves back to her hometown, determined to find her cousins… and answers.
Plagued by generations of bitterness and manipulation, destiny hides her life-long goal- unwilling to let anyone else trample her fragile dreams. But life in the cozy town full of dandelions teaches Destiny there’s more to life than what she’s been taught.
Is it possible that Swallow Ridge holds not only the answers Destiny so intensely searches for, but also the hope?

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Overview

  • First impression

My first thought on Where Dandelions Grow was that it’d be a thriller. Hunts for long lost cousins in a town forbidden to speak about… I had my guess, and it was wrong. I wasn’t disappointed, though. WDG is a sensitive and casual Sunday read about family, choices and dreams, about challenges and how to embrace them and about hope and how not to let it falter.

  • Setting

This book is set in the town of Swallow Ridge, a peaceful, friendly town around which the plot is built. It is the initial home of the four cousins in the book. The focus is mainly on Noveltea, the bookstore in which the main character Destiny works, and which is also the name of Lydia’s blog. 🙂 It also moves to other places like the characters’ dwellings and such.quote1

  • Characters

The four main characters in the book are the cousins, Destiny, Lexie, Kamryn and Teal. They are an interesting four, having personalities very different from each other’s, and yet having a special kind of affection for each other which is the core of the storyline. There is Mrs Reed, who in my opinion is one of the most intriguing characters, and I must stress on this point because I believe she is what led to the titling of this book (I refuse to reveal why, haha). There are also some other characters, who I shall not go very deep into.

  • Perspective

The book was written in the first person in Destiny’s POV. Somehow it felt predictable but that doesn’t much affect anything. The character had a good way of describing things and analyzed situations well.

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Suggestions

I found some minor characters who didn’t do much good to the storyline. Leaving them out would not have made much of a difference. Also, the MC’s talent of writing was portrayed well but I did not find it very significant to the plot. But all in all, the book was well written and enjoyable.

Wrapping it Up

I would recommend this book for ages 10 to 15, though older would not be much of a problem. The book leaves a beautiful message, conveyed in an interesting way. It emphasises the need to leave everything behind and believe in yourself, which is very applicable to the world today.

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Hope this review did what I meant it to and got you excited about WDG.

Where Dandelions Grow will be released today! Reviews will be from the 26th to the 30th of this month. Get an e-copy off Amazon by clicking here!

BIBPC the Fifth, Category Four

Long time no see, eh? That pretty much defines my entire blogging life.

I should be doing more versatile posts. But today’s the last date for category three, so I just had to, okay?

Right now, Pineapple’s doing great! We’re in the lead with 324, but if we’re going to win this thing we’ve got to stay that way. 😎

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Humanity= Cars?

DISCLAIMER: By no means of this piece am I trying to insult the human race by comparing it with fuel-fed machines, nor am I aiming to cause any offence to the natural elements mentioned in this musing by subjecting it to comparison with certain negative aspects. I’m cool with nature, okay? No enmity.

So let’s put it this way. I was travelling. It’d been ages since I was carsick and life was pretty good and I was bored. Then a thought came to me and poof. I became somewhat obsessed with it. I looked out of the window, my arm leaning against the cold glass, and as I watched the hyperactive raindrops making little puddles on the tar, I thought about this whole thing about life being a journey.

So if life is a journey, what are we? Cars?

And upon close inspections, I figured that that comparison was rather fitting. Now, it may seem like a worthless observation, but in regular circumstances, cars get wet on the outside and shield its passengers from rain, sunlight and maybe even muck. The car’s outer shell is our body. Powered by intricate and well-put mechanisms, our body is the outer layer of our car and, naturally, the layer directly in contact with rain, sun and muck i.e. hatred, lies and bad stuff like that.

So if our body’s the car’s outer layer, what exactly are we protecting? We’re talking about our inner self, or the driver of our car, which by nature is undiluted and clean. Everything we do is on our driver’s bidding- The path we choose to take, the speed we move in, all that.

No matter how much mess bangs on to our body, our inner self is always safe. Uh… Not always. When we acknowledge our driver and the fact that everything we do is for his security, we will logically shut our windows to every piece of muck that flies our way. But, if we keep our windows open even then, one plop and the driver’s all icky.

So if we want our driver to remain pure, the method’s simple. Shut your windows to all the bad stuff. Enough said.

And hey, no matter how big your car is or what its colour is, the car is simply the car. Nothing more. Your inner self, the driver, is who matters. Even the most magnificent car is worthless if it has a rash, drunkard pea-brain of a driver. Just saying, you know.

Oh, and remember, no one’s saying the weather is always going to be bad. There’ll be that occasional pleasant breeze and those picturesque views that come by from time to time, and that’s when you can open the windows and get freshened up a little. Make the most out of all those good memories, because life’s about the journey, not the destination, right? You only have to know what to turn your back at, what to shut away. Simple enough.

So what really do I have to say by feeding you all this about inner selves and drivers and windows and muck? Only this and nothing more- Choose your path well, have a nice trip, and if your path becomes unclear, don’t forget the windshield wipers! 🙂

If Only You Could Look

If you could look beyond my skin
I’d show you through my mind
I’d show you of the memories
I’ve collected through time.

I’d show you bottled feelings
That often I let loose
Ones that please my senses
And ones I hardly use.

I’d show you boundless valleys
And glorious mountain crests
Where when I retreat from the world
I often go to rest.

I’d show you where my words are
Before I have them said
And perhaps the mighty bookshelf
That holds the books I’ve read.

I’d show you an alternate galaxy
That swirls with my dreams
Bubbling brooks of hope
And passion-bearing streams.

The places we could travel
The stories we could cook…
The things I could show you
If only you could look.