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The Contradictions Of A Hopeless Romantic

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How do you feel about the concept of liking someone?  What exactly is the female perspective? How do you begin to like someone?  How do these blush-inducing, butterfly-hovering delusions begin? How does that one person suddenly become the object of all your sane and insane thoughts? If you have ever sat wondering about these sorts of questions, firstly, Hi! Please join the club . Penned below are pure ramblings, so read at your own discretion. It all starts somewhere. Sometimes it's a normal, sane conversation. Sometimes it's a clash while walking mindlessly through the corridor. Oh, and sometimes, if the universe feels generous, you might as well get a perfect meet-cute; totally fictional, straight out of a romance novel blah blah.  And well most of the time, or at least in my case, it all starts with something nasty. A rude interaction, a sarcastic comment or a judgemental look, which makes you think, “ Ugh, such arrogance ”. And you don't even realise that...

The Burns Which Demand Justice

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Photo credit: Vecteezy One Shutdown And it feels like my entire life is shut down. This might read like a complaint, because, yes, it is a complaint. But keep reading, okay? A girl, or let’s say a student, can only hope for a perfectly organized, perfectly coordinated schedule. You know those Pinterest boards where we save our manifestations? Snippets of our future selves? Pictures of successful people stepping out of expensive cars, striding into massive buildings, a Styrofoam coffee cup in hand, while an assistant hovers beside them reading out a color-coded calendar? That’s the dream. But that could never be me. Because the moment I decide to have a perfectly scheduled plan, the immortal being sitting up on the top floor decides to have a mood swing. Hmm, how is she managing these beautifully coordinated plans, he wonders. And then, with the flick of a cosmic finger, he hurls down a reality check: “Life isn’t fair, sweetie,” in big, bold, inescapable letters. I have a co...

Looking beyond Mirrors

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  Photo credit: dreamstime.com Body positivity. Basically, having a positive attitude towards your own body type. Accepting yourself wholeheartedly, just the way you are. Oh scratch the golden words. Frankly have we, as teenagers ever felt completely secure of our body? It might seem all pretty and nice in theory, but when it comes to oneself, insecurities and overthinking are natural defenses. One night admiring yourself and claiming, “Oh, I am delighted with my body,” and then opening Instagram the next morning and finding someone leaner than you, someone with more defined abs, someone curvier than you, someone with better hair or someone having better biceps. And down the lane goes all positivity.  I was really big on makeup when I was younger. Totally obsessed. I used to dress up and load makeup on my face, randomly. Used to put in hours and hours of work on my face before stepping out. Why? I still have got no idea. But once I got my specs on, the obsession sl...