It’s a cool rainy evening. There’s the reassuring breeze that’s letting you know that her friend, the Rain is on his way. He’s just stopped over to quickly make an appearance some kilometres away. He’ll soon be making his presence felt.

You’re excited. After the long, tiring day of listening to people constantly talk about the Earth, Ashoka the Great, Julius Caesar, the Reproduction System and other matters, all you want to do is come back home, put your legs on your bed and enjoy the evening uninterrupted.

This is pretty much every day. The life of a student.

Before you left to school, Daddy tells you that the weather forecast for the day is ‘rains after sunset’. A big mistake on his part. Feeding your brain information that will run on loop all through the day.

So while you sit there, looking aimlessly into the teacher’s eyes and pretending to understand the gibberish that is being taught, your head is slowing putting on it’s creative hat. Will Mummy make pakodas? Or some bajjis? Maybe you should try something different today. Coffee and spicy Bhel Puri. But you have to remember to go get it from the ‘gaadi guy’ before it starts raining.

The day drags on. Like mozzarella cheese on pizza. You’re tired. You want to go home.

And finally, when the bell shouts ‘get out’, you’re the new P.T Usha on the block. You get home, kick off your shoes, get into your PJs and praise everything good to finally be in your room.

The moment is finally arriving. You wait, just to ensure whether mom is making the delicious treats or if you can go and get some munchies.

Mom comes in, and she has a plate of biscuits. And coffee. The sheer disappointment. Coffee, you understand. But biscuits. She walks away, but not before letting you know that all you’re going to be doing for the next few hours is “STUDY”.

No rain, no hot treats, no lazing round.

Your only solace is going to that place of hope. Dreamland…


(P.S: Kannada portion translation: “Odhabekendare naanu nanna Favourite jaagakke hOgutheyne”, meaning Everytime I am asked to study, I go to my favourite place- Dreamland)

Wavy Hair- Scare!

I’ve been awkwardly good at a few things. I say awkward because I’m a little shy about showing these things to public; mainly because of the fear of criticism.

People have told me that I’m funny. In an unconventional sort of way. And a LOT of dirty references. But hey, DIRTY works right? I mean, everyone’s thinking it. But I’m just bold enough to put it out there. A friend once told me that you can make ANY SENTENCE on this planet sound dirty. And that’s only because everyone has already referenced it in their minds in some sort of way. Think about any sentence right now. And think of any way you can destroy it in your mind.

You’re welcome.

Anyway, I’m digressing now.

I’m also fairly good at art. But I’ve been pretty ‘shut doors’ about it for a long time because of the fear that people might not appreciate it. But thanks to the million Instagram feeds that I aimlessly go through each day (I follow a LOT of art pages), I’ve started to understand that any art is good art. And it’s about the love YOU have for it. There will always be criticism.

I’ve been pretty keen on communicating concepts through doodling. Like stories, things I’ve heard, everyday life, etc. Been wanting to do it for a very long time now. I finally gathered the time and (courage) to do it. I also decided to put a funny twist to it. Just so the doodles can be entertaining.

Living away from my home I call Bangalore, and moving into my new home here in Sydney, I’ve been missing talking to people in Kannada.

So there you have it: Concept Doodle of an average Bangalore Kannada hudugi living in Sydney.

The Series

Final I think new


Thoughts? 🙂

Website happiness!


So much has happened. SO.MUCH! And I’m terrible for not uploading anything onto this mega-awesome portal!

Our website is up and running! woopidy-doo! It took us forever (Plus we’re as lazy as lazy can get), but throw that all in the dustbin! It’s finally up!

And we can’t be happier about it! There you go. The link!



Hello fellow bloggers, random passer-by visitors and other (people?)…

I’ve been crazily inactive since a few weeks, and i have a very VERY legit reason for this. I’m HOLIDAYING! A Lot! Haven’t had a lot of time to get to blogging.

Meanwhile, in other parts of the world, my soul-sister, Shruti tried something awesome. She made a purse with magazine paper! And it sounded really crazy at first, the idea. But she sends me pictures of the bag, and I have to say, I LOVE IT!

So we’ve decided to make these if we get any orders. Here’s a sneak peek of the bag 🙂

Bag 1 Bag 2 Bag 3











































So let us know what you think and maybe we can make these beauties for y’all 🙂