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Blog Resurrection…


Long time no write. I guess I’m not too surprised about the ill-presence on a blog considering the amount of things that went on in this span of time. Life for one has changed in many ways. In a span of a year, I’ve gone from becoming a graduate, mindless, jobless wreck to a spiritual yoga-loving freak, to a supposed intellectual media student, to an alcohol loving reckless, free-spirited woman and so on and more, later a (sort of) mature, ‘been-there-done-that’ overgrown (hardly) child…ahem..woman(?). 🙂

I missed blogging. I missed that longing urge to sit back and recount the happenings of the day/week/month and pen it (key it) down and watch it virtually immortalise on the web. And after being pestered and poked by my loved ones and more so that little voice in my head (that hates me more with every passing minute considering the royal ignorance it receives), here I am back to my long lost friend and mirror of my life- My blog.

Before I go on about the thoughts that I promise to share earlier on when I started the blog, I might as well keep this post about my life and the updates about it. As mentioned earlier, in a year I went from being this to that and that to anything and everything I could in an age where I’m not supposed to be doing anything significant so to say (no this isn’t the renaissance come on, that generation was different).

I was sort of enjoying anonymity for a while and well, didn’t really have the time for popularity really. Grad school isn’t really a cakewalk, and there are more compromises than surprises. Among the good stuff, I’m almost a pro at driving, (and yeah, wriggling my way out of chalans with a puppy face as well); mastered the art of pulling all-nighters, without a wink of sleep (yes, coffee is still my best friend); put on 8 kilos in a month (trust me that’s a huge achievement); discovered an inherent work OCD or workaholism, more so; and so on. More about which would follow on the blog. 🙂

So here I am, now a masters student (yes, I got there 😀 ), with metaphoric bruised knees from all the ‘growing up’ that has been shoved down my throat, trying to revive, rather resurrect my blog in coma for nearly a year. I am going to try my best at keeping up with the times and not let my blog die out now on, and well I can only hope it goes back to what it was when I first started and it gets all the love that it got all over again.

On that note, see you soon..
Cheers.. 🙂

And that’s all women need, to be kept happy…


For all the guys with that one eternal question, ‘What do they do to keep a woman happy?’. Women aren’t really as complicated as you think they are. Trust me, it really doesn’t take much to make a woman happy. And it’s really not about the expensive gifts and the knight-in-shining-armour-ish conduct (though we would want that sometimes). But it’s the simple things in life that we love the most.

We do love complements and yes, we would want to be complemented all the time. But what we truly want, and would be the greatest complement for us is, that you should have eyes only for us. For instance, we’d simply love it, if a woman walks by, looking stunning as ever and you just don’t even, as much as glance at her and continue your conversation with us, that would truly make us feel special.

The popular phrase, ‘it’s the thought that matters’ aptly applies here. We do love those expensive gifts once in a while, but sometimes a heartfelt letter or card, a single red rose, a self-sung song, or just a kiss on the forehead mean so much more than those exorbitantly priced goodies. You just have to know when to give it, and trust me, you would.

We know remembering dates is our forte, but you just CANNOT afford to forget an important date (like a birthday or anniversary) and expect us to forgive you. The least you can do is be the first one to wish us or just do something special for us on that day.

When we have a problem and come to you to rant about it, we need to be heard. And not just heard, you need to listen to us. We don’t want you to give us expert advice or oodles of pity and we certainly don’t want you to tell us to ‘just chill’ and that ‘it’s no big deal’. The least you can do is pretend to listen. You just have to switch off the TV, or pull out your iPod headphones and give us a little attention. As long as we feel that we’re being listened to and not just heard, and as long as we can feel even a wee bit of empathy, our problem is almost over.

And like I said before, it’s the small things in life we love the most. A simple text message during the day, saying ‘I love you’, a tight, comforting hug when we need it the most, a complement about the way we look on a bad hair day, a walk in the pouring rain, and so many more of those little things are things which we love the most. And ultimately, that’s all women need to be kept happy. 🙂

Why I Love Being a Woman


Today I was thinking about what it would’ve been like to have been from a different gender. But I guess I belong to the upcoming breed of the ‘gender-narcissist’, which is, that I am happy and thankful to God for creating me into this gender.
And here are some of the reasons why I love being a woman:
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1.Our shopping choices and looks for the season aren’t limited to stripes and solids.
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2.We can order colourful, fruity and delicious drinks, with the prettiest garnishing at a bar without being judged.
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3.We’re less likely to go bald.
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4.We can cry when we’re stressed without being charged with metrosexuality.
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5.We can burn down buildings and get away with murder with just one excuse-PMS.
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6.We can co-ordinate an event on SMS, update an entire bunch of friends on bluetooth and flash smiles at a cousin’s wedding, all at the same time.
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7.We don’t have to love sports and know at least one to be respected by our gender.
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8.We can read maps and we have no hang-ups about stopping to ask for directions.
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9.We can have a baby.
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10.We always get place to sit when using public transport. It’s the law.
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11.We can get into the poshest clubs wearing open footwear and jeans.
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12.We don’t have to shave everyday, and no one needs to know.
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13.We know exactly when to let out and when to control emotions.
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14.We can love pink or any other colour we genuinely like.
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15.We can see through people, and nine out of ten times, our intuitions are accurate.
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Indeed, I love being a woman. 🙂

There’s a place in ‘Stereotype-hell’ reserved for me.


I saw this awesome post by IHM, titled Sinners against gender stereotyping.
And here are my set of sins. Some day I shall go to stereotype hell for them. 😛
My sins against gender stereotyping:
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1. I am a foodie and love being called one. And I even love talking about food and trying out new cuisines (exotic meat included).
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2. I am NOT scared of cockroaches and lizards! They’re as harmless as can be.
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3. I love rock music (excluding heavy metal).
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4. I have a thing for technology and gadgets. And I know how to operate them.
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5. I can screw a light-bulb and hammer a nail!
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6. I adore dogs. To an extent that I consider them more human.
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7. I can drive, replenish the battery-fluid, and even change a flat tyre.
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8. I prefer shorts to skirts. ANYDAY.
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9. I don’t like lipsticks. Any cosmetic would do. But lipsticks repel me!
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10. I can even open up electronics, fix them and put them back together. (And I’m not doing engineering).
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11. I am not scared of the dark (though I possess the humanly trait of getting freaked by horror movies).
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12. I can play cards and I sometimes even gamble with family during Diwali.
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13. I can whistle!
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14. I laugh like a monster when I find something really funny and often come up with my own jokes.
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15. I love bikes (though I can’t ride them- I still love them).
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16. I am aware of and can discuss about politics.
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17. I can’t cook to save my life (or probably just enough to save my life).
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18. I love dinosaurs. They fascinate me.
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19. I don’t cry in front of people unless it’s a HUGE deal.
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20.I dislike gossip and eves-dropping.
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21. I detest soap-operas.
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22. I can read maps!
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23. I love playing video games. Especially ones which involve cars and guns.
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24. Mess is my soulmate. I need my workspace to get messy for me to function. And i hate it when people tell me that my messy room is so ‘un-lady-like’ of me.
And though I’m a proud sinner against gender stereotyping, I also love teddy bears, romantic movies, the rain, love songs, shopping, shoes, kajal, babies, the colour pink, chocolates, jewellery and I love to bake.
I am proud to be who I am.