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.

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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 )