Monthly Archives: April 2013

Testing Times.


I know these are my difficult days. I know God is testing me. And whatever happenes, I won’t lose my patience. In these past couple of days i’ve realized how patient Iam. Just suffering everything silently, like a sponge. Iam impressed by myself!

You want to test my limits? Go on! I will surprise you for sure! I have decided not to break down! Not to give up. People like you do not deserve my friendship. You do not even deserve my hatred! I’ve decided to keep calm and trust karma. Karma will take care of you. I just have to keep calm. *Deep breathes* . I won’t let you mess with my inner peace. I wont lose my cool because of you disgusting hypocrites! And A million thanks to god, I just have to bear with all this non-sense for a month! Then I won’t have to have any effing connection with people like you!
I know God,  these are my testing times. But I promise I won’t give in!!

P.S : Sorry for such a negative post. Iam having a hard time and am surrounded with compassion-less stupid crappy people!!

Aah feeling so good after writing about this! Pheww!

Thank You WordPress.

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Piling ’em up.


Who doesn’t have secrets? Even the most cardinally extroverted person has some secret secrets hidden deep inside.
I too have them. Lots of them. ( Duh..Obviously! :P) So as I was watching Grey’s Anatomy today [ Don’t know which episode. They’re showing it right from Season 1 on Star World, 7pm (IST)]. The episode’s theme was related to Secrets and something about how good it feels when we finally let them out. It made me realize something; about my own bundle of secrets. I know keeping a lot of secrets is not good for psychological health. I mean, come on, Iam a final year Psychology Honors student! Hence, I know the repercussions of keeping stuff hidden inside for a long time. If You keep piling stuff inside for too long, it’ll eventually surface up in ways and at times you didn’t expect. It can also lead to sudden emotional outbreaks, trust me, you Do Not want that! Our subconscious is a complex tricky fellow. And the things (secrets) we hide somehow find a way to project themselves. Therefore, it is good to vent-out your feelings. Everyone should have atleast one such person with whom they can share (Almost) all their deepest darkest secrets. If you don’t have a close/reliable/trustworthy pal, give writing your ‘stuff’ in a personal diary a shot instead. It actually helps!! Writing a blog anonymously is not a bad idea too 😛
…………. Coming back to me.., Sometimes I feel too tired and suffocated with all the secrets, and things which cannot be told to others. Holding on to them is like a full-time job. Apart from some morbid and grave secrets, there are others which are actually kind of lame. For instance, being friendly and cordial with people you totally abhor to the core so as to maintain harmonious co-existence. You have to exhibit as if nothing’s wrong and nothing’s bothering you even when you can’t even stand that person(s) for too long. And it is necessary to fake this sort of nice-ness because you don’t want to disrupt the equilibrium of your environment. Tolerating all the nuisance is the only option!

Sigh. 😦

It can become unbearably frustrating at times; so frustrating that one ends up writing a blog post about it 😛

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MUST read.


I found this super powerful and impactful piece on the website of udaipur Times. I just had to share this! Each every Indian must read this.
Bravo, you 18 year old Feminist.
Open Letter to Rape Apologists

Dear Rape Apologists,

A girl in Delhi’s Gandhi Nagar was abducted and repeatedly sexually molested for a period of 48 hours by her neighbour. The neighbour had cut open her throat and mutilated her genitals. He also tried to strangle her. She is currently battling for her life at Swami Dayanad Hosiptal. Along with wounds on her lips, cheeks, chest, the doctors also found a candle and a bottle of oil inside her. Nobody knows if she will live.

She is five years old.

The nation is in shock, again. We are looking for solutions, again. But I see some of you have already started with your rants of “legalize prostitution to prevent rape”. You seem to hold the view that if men have more sex, they will commit less rape.

I don’t see how legalizing prostitution is going to help reduce cases of sexual assault because rape is NOT about sex. It is about power and dominance over another (smaller, weaker) human being.

Legalising prostitution to prevent rape is like saying that it is a women’s ‘duty’ to provide men with sex or men will try to get it by hook or by crook. In other news, we are currently in the year 2013.

Please change your calender.

The most common apology for sexual assault is that women provoke it. Pray tell how this little girl, provoked it. Oh, I’m sorry, was she wearing a frock that was a really small size? Well, maybe it is because she’s FIVE YEARS OLD! And no, I won’t ask what kind of a mentally sick person sexually abuses a five year old because I refuse to make excuses for him. He is not sick. He is sound of mind.

Abduction and rape do not occur in the heat of the moment. They are planned attacks; and this man obviously had the mental capabilities to turn his plan into action successfully.

When Jyoti Singh Pandey was murdered after a being brutalised with an iron rod and one of her attackers pulled out her intestines with his bare hands, you said that she should not have been out alone with a male friend at night. Then what is the fault five year old? Did she violate ‘maryada’ by playing hopscotch with other five year old boys past sun down? No, no, you’re right. She should’ve played in a girls’ only park; because, obviously, segregation is the solution.

Several of you have demanded separate banks, women-only buses/trains/taxis. The same set of you are often found complaining that women get the privilege of having seats reserved for them in public transport.

Don’t be fooled. Reserved seats are no privilege. They’re a necessity for women to avoid situations where men can grope their behinds or rather rub against them. Do you want us to stand or do you want us to sit and avoid ‘getting molested’? Please make up your mind, you’re starting to sound like an ever-dissatisfied mother-in-law from one of those Hindi daily soaps.

However, your ingenious solutions to ending sexual assault do not end there.

The more sophisticated ones of your kind have given so many women ‘polite’ suggestions that  girls should stay home after dark, girls shouldn’t be too friendly with men they don’t know, girls should compulsorily learn martial arts, etc.

That’s cute, Rape Apologists. No really, nice way of showing your concern and putting the responsibility of not ‘getting raped’ back on women.

Now don’t get me wrong: self defence is a good bragging skill and can help in several situations. However, do you honestly believe that had Jyoti Singh Pandey, Soni Sori or Priyadarshini Mattoo studied martial arts, they could have saved themselves? Do you think this five year old child could have karate chop-ed her way to safety?

When will you stop spreading these myths about sexual assault, Rape Apologists? Why do you reinforce rape culture every time you open your mouth? Why do you not utilize the energy you waste on schooling women, to school boys and men and teach them their responsibility in society, for once? Why is it, with a majority of you being male, that you do not feel enraged when men are portrayed as senseless beasts who cannot control their libidos?

Two days ago a five year old girl was forced to experience something that she shouldn’t even have had the slightest clue about. Her world was supposed to be filled with rainbows and butterflies; not this.

Do you still think, at the heart of your disgusting ideology, that women and girls are the one who instigate or even want rape?

If you do, which I hope you don’t, then I think most members of civil society would excuse me if I took off my four inch stilettos (yes, I’m an immoral woman) and stuck the heel deep into some place soft and important; because this time, YOU are the one asking for it.


18 Year Old Feminist.

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Funny business.


Iam still an amateur, novice blogger. And I feel I still haven’t been able to understand its intricacies.
The main motive of starting a blog of my own was catharsis, ventilation, expression etc. Also, I wanted to try my hand at something new. I’ve never even considered myself a good writer. I just write straight from the heart. But as time passed, I started enjoying blogging. Unexpectedly, I managed to get a few comments, likes, followers and views. This also introduced me to the millions of other totally cool blogs! Reading different blog posts has become my favourite pass time now!
Yet, I can’t say I know everything about blogging. Rather, it confuses me.  For instance: I write a post about my mother being diagnosed with brain tumor, and no one really pays much attention. On the other hand, as soon as I write a post on life’s so-called difficult decisions like – getting a new HairCut; I get a number of Views and likes instantly!
Really?!?!? O.o
So what exactly people want to read?
I have no idea! I’d rather write about whatever I feel like; without thinking about how many people would read it or whether they’d like it or not.

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No more Chick Flicks for me please!


Iam not ashamed to admit that I love those silly rom-coms and fairytale-ish chick flicks like 99.9% of girls around the world. Yep, I said it! No embarrassment. No regrets.

Nevertheless, I think i should just stop watching such movies from now. I’ve realized that they’re extremely harmful to my wellbeing.
Well, Majorly because the more Chick-Flicks you watch, the more you engage in day-dreaming! Watching chick-flicks has an directly proportional relationship with one’s day-dreaming levels. Who all agree?


I daydream a lot. Like, seriously, A LOT.


Everything is always so perfect in these movies… They always have “happy endings” without fail. It is so untrue in reality!!
The film’s leading lady never fails to find her ‘true love’,  ‘magic man’, or ‘ the man of her dreams’. And they live happily ever after! Portrayal of such an ideal and dreamy scenario only makes one more sad about one’s life.
I should be banned from watching any more of such movies. I end up weeping like a baby in each one of them. And watching them makes me feel, how stupid, uninteresting, love-less, Boring my life is! :/
So, I watched ‘Beauty and the Briefcase’ today (for the 3rd time probably), starring Hillary Duff and some not-so-famous guy. The movie has no exceptionally good element in it, and story is nothing new. But, I liked it 🙂 . I used to watch ‘ Lizzie McGuire when I was small, and since those times, I simply adore Hillary Duff! 🙂
There are a few things that each and every girl wants! Iam no exception. These cunning chick flick makers know about those things very very well, as obviously we 'chicks' are their TARGET audience! These movies never ever fail to entertain me! I mean, come on Which girl has not seen The Notebook? Or Eat Pray Love? Or Confessions of a Shopaholic? Or P.S.I Love You Or Crazy,Stupid,Love? Or He's Just Not That Into You ? Or Pretty Woman? Or My best Friend’s Wedding? Or The runaway Bride? Or Friends with Benefits? or The Holiday?  Or 50 First Dates? Or How to lose a guy in ten Days?Or Another Cinderella Story? Or The Ugly Truth? ? Phewwww! I could go on and on!!!!!!!
Anyway.. Coming back to the topic. I think I should stop watching these cute chick flicks as watching such films makes me realize what is missing from my life. The one thing I actually yearn for! The longing only increases manifold when I watch these movies. 😦




P.S. If you know of more superbly romantic chick flicks, Please let me know. 😛

Sayonara ladies! Keep Calm and Keep watching chick-flicks.

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Iam in a profound state of pure bliss and relief right now. Why? Because from now on I won’t have to wake up early morning EVERYday! That’s why! phewwww!!!! Yay!!! Hurray 😀 😀

Iam not a morning person, and getting up early in the morning is not really my cup of tea.
So.. We had our college’s Valedictory cum Farewell function two days back. I was not in the mood to attend the same (refer to my post- No NOstalgia)
but I DID anyway :p.  Henceforth, no regular classes,  i.e , college over!!! Hahahaaha! Finnnnally! It is such a big relief!


Juniors gave us handmade graduation caps 🙂

I’m wearing our Indian traditional attire; a saree. The title given to me was ‘ Miss Expressive’. And yup, that’s a Trophy in my hand 😀

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