What’s cooking folks?

Well, summer vacations are here again and I’m back while my friends go for internships and vacations How exciting. -_-

Okay, I’ll be honest. I’m here because I have a lot of spare time on my hands, at least till college reopens.

So, what’s up folks? I’m trying to pile on as much work as I can on my head so that I don’ t get that ‘ free time’ where I’ll start wondering what am I doing with my life. I truly dread that time because I really don’t have a clue as to what am I really doing with my life. (C’mon, I’m just 21. I think I can be excused for that, at least for now)

So here I am, listening to a senti bollywood track while sipping on my green tea, probably because it tastes disgusting and the wailing kinda distracts me -_- Kudos to getting healthy while listening to a man crying over his runaway bae. Good lord, I don’t believe I just used that word on my blog. For all those old school-ers,

There you go!

So, apart from the regular stuff (read – Kheti baadi. Refer to this if you’re confused) that I need to do, there are other things I’ve been wanting to add to my list of things to do. I make such lists because they’re more organised mainly because I tend to forget things. These lists help me keep my shit together.

Ba-da-tmm-tsssss!!There you go!


Me and my mum went to a vet yesterday to adopt a dog. (*flashback* – we went to her 7 years back when our dog was about to die. And we liked the vet.) So now, we’re waiting the pups/dogs to be put up for adoption.

Meanwhile, I’ve been trying to figure out ways to use the space in my ghastly bedroom (A friend even called it haunted because it’s so empty, majorly because I’ve never bothered to decorate/fill it up properly since I don’t really live here) with things other than useless furniture. I think I might just go ahead with a photo gallery and maybe artificial plants. (?)

 And all that starts with clearing my bed of all the clothes I recently bought (I got a new swim suit, yay!) and the things I unpacked that need to be kept in their ‘proper’ places as nagged into ‘suggested’ by my mom (she probably watches this space).

Ooooh, and I need to buy a new pair of wedges! (the ‘how many do you need to buy?!?!’ exclamation of disbelief doesn’t apply here. I just have 2 pairs – one for winters, and the other for the rest of the year. Don’t judge me.)


Now let’s not get into the details of how excruciatingly beautiful they can be. I can’t wear normal heels, or pumps, or stilettos, or whatever other versions they have (I honestly don’t know the difference. If they make you look taller and thinner, they’re called heels.) So I stick to wedges. They give me the false security of better safety against toppling over as opposed to the other heels. And did I mention that they also make me look taller? #doublewin 🙂

                                Wait, whaaaaat?

Sorry, couldn’t resist posting this one. 😀 Sorry for the foul language. 

Image sources: Compiled via Google images. I do not own any of these images.


The silly things

This post is the most random and discontinuous post I’ve ever written (or typed) so please do not expect fluidity or complain about the lack of it by any means.

A great woman once told me, “All that glitters ain’t gold. But it definitely feels nice to wear it till people start noticing the same.”

Sometimes (read often) random thoughts decide to visit my brain. Like the one I just had moments ago.
Why does the sidekick in those sci fi/action movies ALWAYS push that god darn red button?? Isn’t it obvious (from experience) that it’s gonna do more harm than good? Why keep a red button in the first place? Then I recalled that red signifies danger. But for whom? The villain or the hero? Or forget sci fi movies. Take cartoons for instance. It is amazing to watch Tom run ‘on smoke’ with ease till he realizes that there is no ground below his feet and then he looks down, waves goodbye, and falls. But does not die. but hey, it’s a cartoon! Besides, I tell myself to push these thoughts out simply because they won’t help me finish my syllabus.
But then the thought of Humpty Dumpty came in my mind. Why did the egg sit on the wall when it was pretty obvious that it’ll roll and fall off? And then he becomes the wisecracking egg in ‘Through the looking glass’ by Lewis Carroll. I know I do not have the shape of an egg but I still avoid sitting on walls and railings whenever I can.
And I hate the fact that I feel so sleepy during prep leaves and I’ll lose every trace of that drowsiness the moment these board exams get over. And the fact that I know all my plans of partying after exams will go in the bin but I just don’t stop!

So as a closure, I’ll quote someone again.
I was chatting with an old buddy of mine. Out of nowhere, he said, “you know, I’m a very religious person” I asked the most obvious question to which he replied, “main pujari hu aur cigarette meri agarbatti”