15.5.2017

Sometimes when I lay in bed before I go to sleep I contemplate my life and today I thought about you.

It's a privilege to be loved by another person and I feel like I still can't fathom why someone of you're caliber would love me.
But maybe this is how I know for sure,  that I've caught up with the person who I wanted to be and worked so hard towards becoming. So much so that a person like you would love me.

It's been 2 years and 9 months since you asked me to be your girlfriend. That's 2 years and 6 months longer than I ever thought we'd last. I don't know what made you look at that broken girl who only insulted herself and give her a chance,  but I'm so lucky that you did. Maybe it was just on a whim or maybe you saw something in me that no one including myself saw,  but that's a far too romantic and impractical thought to think. Maybe it was a whim and my good luck,  and I'm the luckiest girl in the whole world.
When I think of the girl who had her emotions as confused as her personality I feel ashamed, but I know she was a fighter, and you brought out the best in her.
Maybe you'll stay forever, and I don't mind if you do, but maybe someday you'll go, which I hope and pray you never do. But in all this uncertainty there's one thing I'm certain of, it's that I won't be ashamed of who I am anymore. So a big thank you to hopefully the love of my life, here's to silently and secretly hoping for a forever with you.
While everyone admired the white horses you picked the dark one in the corner with the unseen twinkle in her eye.

1.1.2015

I felt bad because I felt like I didn't fit in.  New years was supposed to be fun and the best day of the year but I just sat and watched people have fun and play video games that I couldn't enjoy.

I didn't want to be a downer so I sat quietly and ended up drinking a bit too much in order to make myself have as much fun as everyone else. Which was pretty stupid.

I spilt my drink and you got angry and yelled at me for being sloppy and being a drunk nuisance so I hid in the cupboard and cried because I was drunk and unhappy and felt so out of place and then to top it all you were angry with me and I sat helplessly not knowing how to fix things.

You found me in the cupboard, drenched in my own tears and yelled at me even more for not being able to control my alcohol and making a fool of myself.

I was angry and frustrated and I didn't know how to convey this to you in my state so I lashed out and scratched you hoping you'd stop talking and that you'd stop saying those words that made me sink into my feeling of despair.

I just wanted to be with you and I wanted you to hug me and notice I didn't fit in because I didn't know how to say it to you because I was such a mess and I wasn't the person I am now. I wanted to have an amazing night and my first ever kiss at 12 o'clock. I was so excited for that night.

You punched a wall in the bathroom and I actively avoided you the whole night.

Until you came up to me drunk and sobbing and pulled me aside and hugged me.

1.1.2015

I felt bad because I felt like I didn't fit in.  New years was supposed to be fun and the best day of the year but I just sat and watched people have fun and play video games that I couldn't enjoy.

I didn't want to be a downer so I sat quietly and ended up drinking a bit too much in order to make myself have as much fun as everyone else. Which was pretty stupid.

I spilt my drink and you got angry and yelled at me for being sloppy and being a drunk nuisance so I hid in the cupboard and cried because I was drunk and unhappy and felt so out of place and then to top it all you were angry with me and I sat helplessly not knowing how to fix things.

You found me in the cupboard, drenched in my own tears and yelled at me even more for not being able to control my alcohol and making a fool of myself.

I was angry and frustrated and I didn't know how to convey this to you in my state so I lashed out and scratched you hoping you'd stop talking and that you'd stop saying those words that made me sink into my feeling of despair.

I just wanted to be with you and I wanted you to hug me and notice I didn't fit in because I didn't know how to say it to you because I was such a mess and I wasn't the person I am now. I wanted to have an amazing night and my first ever kiss at 12 o'clock. I was so excited for that night.

You punched a wall in the bathroom and I actively avoided you the whole night.

Until you came up to me drunk and sobbing and pulled me aside and hugged me.

Rant

Ever since you walked in,  my life fell into place. I became the person I wanted to be.

And I will be forever thankful.

My teacher got hit by a bus. Over and over again. In my head.

I have no knowledge in terms of becoming a teacher. I don't know how to teach a class. I've never even tried helping my younger siblings with their math homework. But I know how to differentiate between a good human being and a bad one.

We all have had that one teacher who we have imagined getting hit by trucks or eaten alive by a tiger or getting pushed onto railway tracks. But that's just it. We imagine yelling at them , telling them what we think of them, telling them they suck at their profession, but all we can do is imagine.
The hierach goes like this - principal > teacher > student. Isn't that strange ? We pay the institution , the institution is focused and centered on us but we're at the bottom of the pyramid. We can't speak up when something goes wrong, so I'm writing this hoping and praying that a teacher like that read this.

Dear Sir/Ma'am,
                            You are a terrible humanbeing and I hope you get Alzheimers soon and choke on your own spit.
You have been given an immense amount of power by our education system and you are abusing it. Ridculing and embaressing your students makes you a shitty person and an even worse teacher.
Your immaturity level is astounding and lower than my grades (just so you have a vague idea)
Denying everything you did to my mother will not change the past.

You're ugly and I'd rather stare at an old mans hairy asshole covered in shit.

Yours Unfaithfully,
Student.

Nani (incomplete post)

My heart skipped a beat when I saw the wind push the haldi powder out of my fingertips and onto her nose, and that's when reality kicked in..
It wouldn't matter , if the haldi powder fell onto her nose..she was dead..
I then put the kumkum onto my finger and I aimed to put it directly onto all the powder that was already there so I wouldn't have to make contact with her skin, untill my finger slipped.
But it didn't feel weird , it felt like touching another person but it was so hard to comprehend that the body wasn't the person.
I think I need to come to peace with the fact that I will never be at peace with the thought of her not existing.

6 Reasons Why It's Okay to Fart in Public.

1.’You have a fart that can cure cancer.’

Need a new pickup line? Instead of using the classic ‘You have a smile that can cure cancer,’ replace smile with fart because that way you won’t even be lying.

A new study suggests that smelling farts (hydrogen sulphide) could prevent mitochondria damage which in-turn prevents diseases and even cancer. So next time, be a good citizen and let it rip!

2. It tests relationships at a young age.

If your boyfriend/ girlfriend breaks up with you after you either fart, burp or vomit around them, then you know the relationship was never worth it. If they can’t handle your basic bodily functions they definitely won’t be there for you to sniff their farts when you get cancer.

3. You can set a fart on fire.

Farts contain flammable gases like methane and hydrogen and hence can be set on fire. As fun as it sounds, I do not recommend people to try it at home but there are plenty of videos online and if you’re a professional performer why not put up a show and set a couple of them on fire to amuse a crowd.

4. It sets off the giggle alarm.

Personally I’ve giggled every time someone farted in public so don’t look at it as a public embarrassment but as a good deed you just did for society, so spread the happiness!

5. Measure of comfort

It shows people how comfortable you are around them and can often be flattering to your partner.

6. Stop the unnecessary stress

Farting in public is viewed as a faux pas and often more for women than for men. If you want to promote feminism let those around you fart and fart yourself. There are bigger problems you’ll have to face in life and memories of farts fade eventually.

Foreigners and India.

Foreign tourists heading to india.

Everytime I get stared at for wearing short shorts on the roads I never have the bravery to defend myself. The way I deal with this is by wearing short shorts again and again day after day , it scares me but it encourages me..

Okay so a lot of people degraded this article saying it made india look bad infront of foreign countries.. here is my opinion.

Almost EVERY SINGLE TIME that I've seen a young foreigner woman in india I have always seen an indian man either 'passing lines' or staring and giggling with his friends and making lewd gestures at them or trying to chat them up and take them away. And I find it disgusting to the pit of my stomach and I feel worse because I feel helpless and everytime I go home I just keep thinking about how I never did anything because I'm a coward.

It's not like I haven't noticed a good looking foreigner man and pointed him out to my friends. I have. But I'd never try to make the man feel uncomfortable or afraid. There's a difference between complimenting and eve teasing, I feel annoyed that these men drive foreigners away from the beauty of my country.

Offcourse the articles title isn't a 100 percent appropriate as the article only warns the foreign countries women of being safe, so the title is a bit too harsh and it does make it seem like rapes only take place in india hence india is ment to be feared but the article isn't as harsh.
Also ,no where does it say that they shouldn't visit india and personally I wouldn't travel alone at night in any unfamiliar country so it does state the obvious in some ways.

If you've ever eve teased a woman and you're reading this - India is ashamed of you.

Sincerly,
An annoyed frightened Indian woman.

I want to be a boy.

All youngsters are currently in that phase of annoyance, annoyance with patriarchy , annoyed with the way women are treated.

I think I'm past that annoyed phase. I'm in the cry for help phase.

I'm in the selfish phase.

I want to be a boy.

For my own happiness. So my mom doesn't call me every hour that I'm out of the house wondering if I'm alive or if I've been raped. I want to be able to walk down a street without feeling like I'm being stared at. I want to be able to have fun, and I don't want my gender to be a barrier.

I'm past the stage where I want to wear whatever clothes I want , I want to LIVE the way boys do.

I want to trust everyone around me , I don't want to be suspicious of random people.

I want an easier life. I want to be a boy.

My perfect family

My perfect family has a mother , she's not drop dead gorgeous , but that's what makes her beautiful.
Home is comfort and she is comfort , her smile , her love , and the way she smells , like nothing can ever be too bad.
My father plays football with me and games with me , takes me on piggy backs , we tease my mother together and she affectionately scolds us.
In this perfect family they both turns being a pillar for eachother , they don't both lean on eachother, instead they comfort one and another and they're there for eachother.
They're my parents , they're permanent , and they're imperfectly perfect , they remind me that I'm perfect and that my lifes perfect and that I'm happy. I'm always secure , because no matter what goes wrong I know I have them and that's all I need.
That is my perfect family. I wish it existed.

The Art of Making Coffins.

I like art that has powerful emotions.

I'd like to make a coffin someday. It's more lie art for myself than others because no one pays attention to it much since they're in mourning.

I'd like to first research on the person and make ones to fit their personalities. Really tiny ones for the people with OCD and anxiety disorders, just so they can feel safe, really large ones for the big and bold ones just so that every bit of their personality can fit in.

And for the over- achiever who lived a long and fruitful life , I'd carve each anecdote and achievement on the sides, contrasting images for the moody ones and a sunset for the saints.

I'd make heavy ones for the suicide victims and light ones for the teenager who died while trying to 'live on the edge'

The plainest ones would be for the babies who were born dead, they didn't get a chance to develop a personality and they shouldn't need to be remembered. The saddest of incidents should be forgotten.

No tomb stones should be built after they're buried. No one should know where my coffins are, the dead shouldn't be associated with physical places, they should only exist in memories.

I'd like my coffins very much, because they'd mean a lot, to just me.

Why I Can't Forgive You.

I feel like I can't talk to you about it, because it makes you uncomfortable and you keep trying to crack jokes to lessen the intensity of the conversation or you try diverting off the topic. So I'm writing this in the hope of venting it out and with the hope that you'll read it someday because I can hear you saying sorry, but I need you to know everything you did wrong.
You should have known. You should have known that something like that would make me uncomfortable , you know the kind of person I am , you know that majority of the people I know wouldn't be okay with it. You should have known that it was way too early to test our relationship like that. It was way too early to try risking something that was so precious to the both of us.
  People say memories get distorted the more and more you remember it, maybe I've thought about it so much that it has, but considering it was just 5 seconds I doubt it, I remember everyone laughing , I remember you laughing, I remember you making a huge effort to lean it , I remember you taking your time , more time than I did, I remember laughter I remember your smile , I remember the pit in my stomach twirl , I remember that sinking feeling , like I wanted to cry but I couldn't , I remember everyone around me having fun and laughing , and I was just there,sinking.. you were laughing and smiling, You shared something only meant for me with someone else..

You could see my discomfort , you pushed me to do it too , it didn't feel right, I didn't laugh or smile , and you still said you didn't know? You should have known. It was your idea to play that game , obviously I'm going to think you wanted it and liked it , I still remember how it was a kiss or a shot and the way you looked up and said I'm not drinking with that smile and she said it too.

And the way you leaned in... My heart stopped, I felt disgusting, and helpless. It hurt , I wish you could feel that pain, just for a tiny second , so maybe you could empathize better.

It hurt when you tried to make it my fault too. 'You should have said something' , YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN GODDAMMIT... Because you know me...

The pain never goes.. my thoughts aren't going to change no matter how many times you say 'I've never looked at her that way' or ' I don't think she's an attractive person, she isn't like you.'

You can't handle your slight discomfort every time we bring it up, you'd rather we left the topic and didn't discuss it rather than you being uncomfortable.

My head says we love each other and I should let it go , My heart hurts too much to listen to my head. My hearts probably more concerned about me than my head is..  Relationships are for two people, sometimes i think we need a balance.

I feel like you've messed up more than I have , even when you asked that other girl on a date, and then all the times you've yelled and made me feel bad when I cried instead of just hugging me and saying everything's okay and I love you. I need to be hugged when I'm upset and comforted and not yelled at.. don't say you didn't know , you should have known, because everyone knows that.

Then I get yelled at when I come down late when you come to pick me up, I get yelled at when I spill drinks , I get yelled at when I can't stand , I get yelled at when I want to try a cigarette, I get yelled at for tiny reasons and I take it, but when I'm upset you can't take it.

I want things to be equal, I don't want to be blinded and not know what's right and wrong for me, I don't want to pretend like everything's okay when I'm dying on the inside when I'm not even fully sure you'd do the same for me.

This relationships been great but it's only 5 months, don't test it . I want it go longer , because you're probably the best thing that's happened to me and I don't want to loose it for tiny mistakes.

..

You should have known, babe. You should have.

Why the 1st of January isn't JUST ANOTHER DAY.

    Sometimes it feels over hyped. The super expensive parties and the expensive dresses and suits, or even the count downs , why do people need to be so excited for the clock to strike 12 ? doesn't that happen everyday? But still it makes them SO happy.

I like to look at each year as a way of judging whether or not my life is amazing or below average. I like to reflect on my past year and use the concept of 'a year' to measure and contrast and compare things, particularly my standards of fun-ness and my growth as a human being.

So let's first start with 2013.. I don't want to give too many details because then people would figure out who I am and the entire idea of an anonymous blog would be lost.

I was in school, pretty lost in terms of understanding myself but I worked hard at my studies , not very hard but more than usual , in terms of football it was the best year for me, I improved a lot and we also placed 3rd at the state level. I had a boyfriend who wasn't exactly right for me which did mess stuff up a bit but it fueled me to achieve a lot more than I intended on as a defense mechanism. I'm still friends with him though. I achieved things I didn't think i could but on an average I wasn't the happiest. I hated my art teacher, he picked on me though i can safely say i was one of the best in the class. I was very unsure of what I wanted to do with my time and the kind of people I wanted to be friends with, but I did make about 3 strong friends who I still talk to regularly.

Now 2014...

I went on camps. 2 of them, these were unlike any other camps i had ever been on, on the first i learnt a little about myself , I learnt how to be more comfortable, The second camp on the other hand was where i learnt what roughing it out meant for 11days I slept in uncomfortable tents, I peed in a bus , I showered in a stream at 11pm when it was about 7 degrees, I realized i never forgot how to ride a bike and  I tried kayaking and swimming in a river, but most importantly i learnt how to take a dump in a shared toilet, with boys around. And now I can safely say I am more comfortable with taking a dump in public places if i really need to go.

I learnt to not let my art teacher bring me down, I learnt how to combine my need for excitement and craziness with my love for art by painting murals all over my balcony and in my friends houses and now college as well, I graffittied publically  on roads and learnt not to ever use acrylic based spray cans because they all peeled off in one rain. I learnt that i had courage to be a go-getter and not have an ordinary life.

I fell in love with someone who is right for me and makes me more happy than sad and has taught me to love myself and not be guilty when I'm unreasonable or illogical and is patient with me even when i am and never gives up on me. He's so similar to me yet so different. If you're reading this, a lot of stuff has gotten messed up, but we never gave up  and that's what matters, and that bad stuff may have hurt me way too much, but I can safely say that all the amazing moments we've shared has stacked up to a bigger pile than all those negative emotions have, Thank you for constantly reminding me that I'm special through all the tiny things you do, It means more than you'll ever know, and I've changed so much as a human being because of you.

I changed in the sense that I only surround myself with people who appreciate me and instead of trying to fit in I try showing people who I really am in the hope that i'll attract people who are like me. I'm not as shy anymore, I feel like my social needs have been met and they don't feel hard to maintain because I just have to be myself. I became more independent and learnt how to use trains, I stopped being a baby, I went to goa with my friends and had way too much fun, I went to poona and learnt  how to lie.

On an average I didn't change my personality as drastically, I just learnt how to be more comfortable with myself and love myself, I started going to college and I was put in situations with no authority figures that have control over me and I still didn't do so bad, I start taking initiative and getting things done.

So for 2015 my only resolution Is to make the next year better than this one just like how 2014 was better than 2013.

Note to my heart - Sorry you had a rough time in the past few years, aren't you so happy that this year was so good? I promise to be better to you in 2015 , you deserve it, thank you for being so strong for me.

To my head- Thank you for taking care of my heart, I promise to make you stronger so I can be more rational, but listen to my heart once in a while too, I think she knows exactly what I want because it's easier to lie to you than to her.

K. I'm done now. This post was really long, thank you if you actually read it.

xoxo

Princess

My Reviews of Android Games.

1. Candy Crush Saga :
                                

Easily the best Android Game in my opinion. It works on the basis of giving the Gamer a constant sense of achievement.

The game involves matching 3-5 similar candies in a row to make them either disappear or form a new 'Special" candy, that can be further used to clear out more candies. It has a wide variety of levels that stretch beyond 600 and every few levels have a new obstacle that make them harder but you get a new booster everyday so that after a long amount of time you finally manage to pass all of them. It has a limit of 5 lives after which you need to wait a while to get a new life or your facebook friends can send you lives.

On a personal note - time flies so quick when I play this game , it's best for when you're stuck in a long line or in a waiting room. The only drawbacks I can think of is that i runs down your phone battery so you may have to charge it twice a day instead of one and your non-candy crush friends would get annoyed if you keep sending them invites on facebook.

It's easily one of 'King's' best games though most of them are pretty similar and based on similar concepts but you get '3 Lollipop Hammers' and a new set of 5 lives on Candy Crush if you play  levels of any of King's other games. King has really been minting money through this game.

2. Daddy Long Legs

Wow. Okay. Just downloaded this game, and I can't decide if i love it or hate it. Here's why-
So you know how people said flappy bird was annoying and addictive? This game takes that to a whole new level. I genuinely admire the simplicity and intelligence behind this game.

Daddy Long Legs was a sort of spider that had enormous legs and a tiny body, so i guess the cartoon you see above is supposed to be a spider?

The objective of this game is simple, you have to make 'Daddy Long Legs' walk as far as possible with well timed taps on your phone/ tablet screen , failing to do this makes him wobble and fall like he's on stilts, no levels but If you fall on a package you can get new clothes and a new look for your character.

I definitely recommend this game as a source of entertainment if you don't have exams or any important work to do :P



(I'll add more reviews in a bit :D )

Why I Respect Fastrack As A Brand

I always admired their advertisements because they seemed daring and bold, right from supporting homosexuality and 'coming out of the closet,

to their slogan ' Move On' , which supports being rebellious by saying it is okay to consistently be inconsistent. This brand has never failed to go against the traditional idea of 'acceptable behavior' , and their latest slogan 'Sorry for What?' encourages people to be unapologetic for setting their own standards of acceptability right from their bold visuals of girls with hairy armpits to women shaving their heads

 and men with thongs.

I respect it most because it's used for advertising and there's probably a large majority that would not agree with it, but that's exactly what the brand aims at - changing those thoughts and making being true to yourself acceptable.

This advertisement reaches beyond limits that normal advertisements would go to but it touches the emotions of fun-loving bratty teenagers who believe in living on the edge perfectly.

On a more personal note - I never raise my arms if I haven't waxed for a while and I would cringe at the thought of other girls not doing that as well, but I guess time will change everything and everyone.

ADVICE COLUMN

Okay, So I've been told that I give good advice and since I'm highly passionate about Psychology and people I thought I should make an advice column for my blog so that I can reach out to people I don't know and help them to the best of my abilities.

So I enabled Anonymous comments on my blog so you can just comment on this post with questions and I'll answer it to the best of my abilities or maybe someone else who's been in the same position as you could help you out as well.

So vent and rant away , I'm always ready to listen and unlike counseling this is absolutely free of cost so you technically have nothing to loose. So let's go..

xoxo
Princess.

Gender

A wise boy once said to me that gender is a concept imposed by society.

Let me start by explaining the the concept, Sex is biological and based on genitals, a penis makes you male and a vagina makes you a female and then there are also transvestites.

Gender is merely a stereotype that you choose to conform to for example : I'm a girl so I should wear pink and have a squeaky voice and be delicate. Gender is a concept that needs to be removed. What is most necessary is that your Sex should not be a barrier when you want to make decisions and It should not interfere when you are being judged. Gender as a concept should be removed because people should be encouraged to be whoever they want to be, men can be delicate and women can be manly without needing to feel like they're doing something wrong and at the same time women should not feel like they are being un-empowered because they like to be taken care of occasionally and men should be able to want to be taken care off without feeling like they are 'not wearing the pants in the relationship'

So now instead of telling people to 'stop acting gay' and 'man-up' and stop being so 'manly' you can encourage people to stay true to themselves because that is the only way people actually become happy and content with their lives because only when you present yourself to the world without being superficial and fake is when you attract people who are like you and only then can you lead a fun life.

Reviewing Youtubers : iisuperwomanii and Kanan Gill

Since I've spent half my life on Youtube.com I figured I should write a post reviewing my favorites so here goes:

1. IISuperwomanII

Easily my favouritest. Not only is she highly entertaining for Indians but she also has a loveable strong personality where she teaches you to embrace the weird side you have. Her 'Annoying People' and Indian Parent imitation videos are by far her best.

Videos I recommend:

1. Awkward Massage - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kF0ZM7cp_0s&list=UUfm4y4rHF5HGrSr-qbvOwOg

2. If My Parents Were YouTubers - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sGfXRloub8&list=UUfm4y4rHF5HGrSr-qbvOwOg

3. How To Be Good Parents - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w41j3Uc1C58&index=33&list=UUfm4y4rHF5HGrSr-qbvOwOg

add her on snapchat : iisuperwomanii

2. Kanan Gill

This Standup Comedian/ Youtuber stole a lot of girls heart with his hilarious Pretentious Movie Reviews, where he and another man called Biswas review old hindi movies and ridicule them. He gets extra brownie points for his creativity. He may not be as good as compared to other Youtubers but a Pretty Face with a good sense of humor and charm is sometimes all you need.  I also met him after one of his shows at The Canvas Laugh Club and he was very down to earth and appreciative of all his fans and no fan girl left without a selfie and a hug, he definitely left us all feeling very special.

Videos i recommend :

!. MOST PAAGAL EVER - Rudraksh Review- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGF3Wgb67mI&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA&index=5

2. MOST SNAKES EVER - Tum Mere Ho Review - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0n7OWo4Sr6U&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA&index=8

 

3. MOST EXERCISE EVER - Prem Aggan Review -https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mA1LQRBA6es&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA&index=14

4. MOST VALUES EVER - Hum Saath Saath Hain Review - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3UWDjBZ_Ncg&index=15&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA

5. Aabra Ka Daabra Review - MOST PARLE G EVER-  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uEK5srsN73w&index=16&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA

6. MOST ACTING EVER -Main Prem Ki Diwani Hoon Review- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7sV6UPJa0DI&index=19&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA

7.  Okay it's safe to say all the movie reviews.

8. How To Pick Up Women - Bangalore Edition- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6XKv7V30Wk&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA&index=23

9. Bangalore on Homosexuality- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NC2balpmYD8&index=25&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA

10. Bangalore on Politics - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zdwk_pW-cMc&list=UU5W8kZaY_u59fwgtjnLrBXA&index=26 

Comparing School and College

COMPARING SCHOOL AND COLLEGE

                                       People often text me and ask me how college is, and i don't know how to explain myself. School had this security and comfort of being around people you have grown up with and teachers who know you by name, but there is something comforting in the fact that you can loose that security and still be okay. It's your choice as to whether you wish to have spare time or not and it is what you do with that time that matters.

It's easy for me to be myself because i feel like there is a lot of people who accept me and appreciate me for being myself, everyone's just fun loving people who don's take anything too seriously, it's way easier to talk to people also and things are different coming from a highly sheltered background but there's something about taking trains and buses that feels good, like you don't need to depend on other people too much. There's very few superficial people in college, almost none, no one cares enough to gossip about you if they don't know you and they are more accepting. I guess everyone needs a change in atmosphere.


But i still miss the sense of dependability that i had with school people , it's hard to know who you can depend on in college and i guess that will come with time.

My Bucket List

Lol, i just noticed the amount of negativity on my page so i've decided to brighten it up. Bucket Lists are the best way to deal with relationship issues, petty problems and lack of productivity. So here goes :

1. Paint a wall in college
2. Go to college drunk/tipsy
3. Double Decker Bus ride :$
4. A massive game of Chor Police/ Hide and Seek around Mumbai with LOADS of people
5. Covering a marble floor with soap and water and sliding on it.

I'll update this with time

Accomplishments:
1. Picked up a traffic cone
2. Graffiting stuff

Suggestions in the comments section would be highly appreciated.