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What do women want?

  It’s 3 am nearly, and my brain is still overworking over matters of the heart and cupid. And so I have thoughts. Like always.  NEWSFLASH- IT IS BLOODY LONG. Lol.  Women are fascinating creatures. Actually no —  humans  are fascinating creatures. But women? Women are layered. Emotional. Analytical. Contradictory. Soft and strong simultaneously. We can cry over a dead fictional character and then argue like lawyers five minutes later. We can say “I’m fine” while visibly not being fine and then get irritated when someone doesn’t notice we’re not fine. Beautifully exhausting species, honestly. And before men start preparing counterarguments, relax. Men are complex too. But women are emotionally engineered in a way that makes us process life very deeply. Some women more than others. And I think I fall into the latter category. I feel like I am pretty chill with relationships. (This is me btw talking without ever being in one, so unnecessary gyaan isn’t appreciated....

Born in the wrong era

I have realised something about concerts. Before your first one, you genuinely think people are overreacting. Like okay calm down, it is just music no? Why are people crying over a man standing on stage with a guitar? Why are people saying “live music changes lives” as if they returned from war with a new perspective on humanity? And then one day the lights go off. The crowd starts screaming before the artist has even stepped on stage. Your heart starts racing for absolutely no logical reason. The first guitar note hits your chest instead of your ears. And suddenly you understand. Entirely. Completely. Horrifyingly. Because live music DOES change lives. I have been listening to rock music consciously for over 5 years now. Before that, it was just something Dad listened to. Something always playing during drives or lazy Sundays or random evenings at home. Bryan Adams, Guns N' Roses, Def Leppard and all the classics were always around me before I even properly understood music. I thi...

The One With The First Birthday

We are 5 days late, but still. Happy Belated 1st Birthday, Just Writing Stuff down, thank you for giving me a platform that I truly call my own, thank you for making me realise that writing is one of my better suits, thank you for making me a better thinker, better reader, better listener and a better person all in all. I truly am grateful for every word I've had the chance to write, every emotion I've had the chance to express, and every praise I've had the chance to cherish and every discussion I've had the chance to publish.  I take this moment to thank my parents for always having my back for anything I may write about, my masi for telling me how much she loves my flair for writing, forcing me to keep going, to my grandparents for always feeling proud of me and telling me repeatedly that I have a "gift" , to  Kaajal Aunty for commenting on every single post of mine and telling me how amazing she feels each time she reads a blog, and  finally I thank me,...