What do you really want to do in life?

 ‘So what do you want to be when you grow up?’
I’ve grown up.
I have realized, the more I grow up, the more difficult it gets to answer that question about myself.

I was infinitely more confident regarding what I wanted to be, when I was far from being a grown up. At 24, I have dropped out of one college, switched to a different stream, loathed my decision to switch, questioned myself regarding the stream I am in right now & I’m constantly anxious regarding the numerous other fields that I haven’t explored yet.

‘What happened?’ You may ask. To be extremely honest, I don’t know. I planned my life out at 16, just like you did. Smooth and simple, fool-proof plan. Graduation by 22, well-paying job by 24, higher-education by 25, updating a sentimental status on how I am indebted to people around me and my elders for helping me crack the unimaginably tough XYZ examination at 26, leaving the country shortly afterwards and then occasionally posting about how nostalgic I feel about India. Had it all figured out. I’d be a multi-millionaire by 28 so I can make it to Forbes 30 under 30 list, miraculously meet the love of my life at one of the Forbes Summit that we both are invited to, get married, have kids, live lavishly, die. Master-plan to a happy career and fulfilling life at 16! Nailed it.

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7 Overlooked Fashion Concepts That Will Define Your Personal Style

Now India isn’t a particularly fashionable country. A major part of the struggle to be fashionable lies between our socio-cultural construct and ‘log kya kahenge?’.  I mean, lets admit it, there are just too many limiting factors. Rape scenes, sanskaar, mother-in-laws, society, izzat, tameez…it’s an inexhaustible list . So, the limited variety of Indian fashionistas either belong to the DSLR lenses or the extremely rich 0.1% of the Indian population.

I’ll tell you what’s fucked up about our style inspiration. While we are inspired by the celebrity wardrobe , the picture perfect movies set abroad, the progressive crowd around them, the chilled-out hippies inhabiting the movie set. It’s a tragedy when we ape the similar fashion statement because sadly outfits are all we can copy. Not the polished society from the movie set. Naturally, there’s a disastrous mismatch in what looks cool in the movies and how uncomfortable the same outfits make us feel in our regular Indian gullies.

But I’ll take up the case of the average Indians, who are under the pressure to be fashionable but fail to make it to the acceptable standards.

Finding your personal style

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The Beauty Parlour Syndrome

Are you high on motivation? Have mild to moderate self esteem and finally think that you’re at a respectable position in life? Do you somewhat believe that you’ve almost been able to switch to a healthier lifestyle and everything’s going alright for you? If that’s the case, I’m sorry to burst your bubble, but you’re still worth a piece of shit. Don’t believe me? Head to the nearest beauty parlour and get the youre-so-full-of-shit experience first hand.

I’m really not exaggerating. I don’t know about you guys but going to a beauty parlour has always been a psychologically traumatic experience for me. I would personally recommend it to everyone who’s having a happy day and wants to get a taste of what nervous trauma feels like. I’m cent percent certain that the marketing and sales strategy of the parlours majorly involve openly insulting you on your phenotype until you’re so full of grief that you decide that money is after all a presumed reality held by the mortals , and the transcendental reality of our filthy existence is THE BEAUTY PARLOUR.
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No,I’m not wearing a bra!

Moral Policing.

If you’re here for the bare-back photographs, I’d love to say Hi! Wish you a good day and leave you to judge me with your friends over the lunch-break. But, also, give me enough credit to have served you with a solid chunk of fodder to gossip about. My character, my morality, my ‘slut-like’ tendencies, my upbringing, my audacity, my education, my bra-size..oh-so-many topics to cover!

For the tad few people who are here to read about the WHY and WHY NOT, stay with me while I rant about the disease of moral policing.
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Inspiration- the irony!

 Inspiration and social media pressures

I activated Facebook after 2 years. What I thought would be a happy, nonchalant affair, where I would cool-ly browse through my ‘friends’ list and appreciate the good life soon turned out to be a nerve-racking experience.

You know that feeling that you get, when you see that the kid in class you never thought would do anything in life turns out to be insanely successful and a gazillion times more popular than you are? Well, pray for me, I just went through that. What sucks more is this social pressure of being the noble person who is supposed to be happy and feel ‘positive’ about their success. As much as I want to sound like a self-righteous, kind-hearted human, worthy of digital respect; I can’t say I am extremely happy for them. No, I am not. I get a hunch that you’re judging me by now, but I’m still learning the fine art of plastic positivity. Teach me how to be a saint, you noble human, you!

In an ideal world, It’s supposed to hit me, like a firebolt, that my clock is ticking and I have to take charge of my own life. I should not let laziness handicap my dreams. This is exactly when I should rise from the ashes of laziness, like a strong-willed phoenix and transform myself into a proactive adult! Just like the movies. Nothing remotely similar happened, though. It did hit me like a firebolt, but I hogged on a jar of expired blueberry cookies to get over the success stories. EASY.

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Why do designers design bizarre outfits for the runway?

For a long time I thought of myself as the epitome of wannabe fashion. Not kidding. But as shallow as little knowledge and inflated ego is, I failed to understand why designers design bizarre outfits for the runway! Do they really think people would buy them?! Even worse, I couldn’t get it why the fashionistas and fashion critics quote them with such high regards for creating something like


Now, you can’t entirely blame me. With ‘fashion’ becoming the hottest buzz word and millions of Instagram models being the propagators of it, it’s not hard to assume that whatever looks pretty through DSLRs , is supposed to be fashionable. Continue reading “Why do designers design bizarre outfits for the runway?”

The Other Chick

I met a guy who I thought could be the potential love of my life. He was witty, sharp and intensely into numerology ( sounds bit of an oxymoron), but you gotta deal with that combination throughout this post. He brought to my notice that my birth planets are ominously aligned. I am under the influence of Saturn(Satan?) for the next 9 years of my life which directly translates to having a hard time succeeding in my career and love-life REGARDLESS of how hotshot a lover I am or how jealous I make you feel. Continue reading “The Other Chick”

Identity Crisis

Once upon a time, there lived a young woman, who felt less real with each passing day.

I started this blog as a means of creative expression and the realization that too many thoughts intertwine amongst themselves and form an existential knot if kept in the mind along with the hormones and blood and cerebrospinal fluid swimming across it. I had to give my mind a digital identity which is ironical because a digital identity is so much more in demand than a real identity. Continue reading “Identity Crisis”