How to make a Mandala |Some Mandala art I tried |Kavya Gupta

The word mandala in Sanskrit means a circle. It is a ritual symbol in Hinduism and Buddhism, which represents the universe. The circular designs symbolize that life is never ending and everything is connected. It also represents spiritual journey within an individual. It has its origin in the Indian subcontinent.

Getting to know about this wonderful art , I tried my hands at it. So here you will find what I created.

The basic requirements to make a mandala are –

  1. A sheet of paper
  2. pencil
  3. compass
  4. ruler
  5. thin marker / any ink pen would do
  6. (optional) thicker marker

To make the best of it, you should have finishing and clarity in your strokes and a lot of patience.

I personally loved this experience and would definitely make a lot of mandalas. I am new at it and don’t have much experience at this, though I enjoyed this thoroughly. This art has a cultural touch as well as gives a relaxing feel to your mind. Try some small designs at first ; to get a slight idea about it. There are a lot of beautiful creations on the internet , so you would definitely get a lot of help.

So that’s it for this blog! Hope you like my art and try this. I tried sharing my art on the page on which I had been working since a long time. Stay in touch!

Chocolate fever at night | Poetry by Kavya Gupta


It’s dark outside,

there’s no light in sight,

Mom’s sleeping,

Dad’s snoring,

Yes, this is the perfect time.

I get up and reach out to the kitchen door,

I make sure I don’t make noise on the floor,

I am ready to make a final blow,

there’s no time to wait anymore.

And there I saw the chocolate cake;

Icy, tempting,

A delicious bake,

I dug into it with my silver fork,

before my parents wake.

And that’s when I felt it on my tongue,

Creamier than ever; my heart then sung,

I wanted the clock to wait then and there,

To feel the moment in the chocolaty air.



Eyes; what do they say? | Poetry by Kavya Gupta

I see, I watch, I look, I roll,

I give comfort ; to my soul,

I blink, I wink,

I’m disappointed , I sink.

I may be shy , I may be expressive,

I may be anxious , I may be aggressive.

I cry and tear,

I water and wear,

I scream , I glare

To the world I stare

But nobody here; seems to care.

A twinkling me , gives a pleasant feel,

But look into me; are you real or reel?