I love history. I love studying it, and reading about it, and basically I love everything about it. Not really cultural history but mostly military and political history. I have butterflies trying to escape the cage of my stomach when I make notes on Cold War. The butterflies move up to my throat, choking me… Continue reading On History Again.
EXAM TIME bitches!!! So obviously I am being made to study so hard, my tail bone has started to swell. So now I’m told to stand. Or to lie down. But always with a book in my hand, mind you. Those people. Those people you see, spend some time with and then understand that your… Continue reading that one.
Harnessing the shame and disappointment after masturbation to motivate yourself to study/work.
I am currently faced with a dearth of strong female role models. And when I told my friend this, she pointed out five working mothers, who come back home from their job and cook dinner for their husbands, do the laundry, teach the children before they sleep. Sure they do have a career, but with… Continue reading Strong Female Role Models
I want to talk to someone. But, like I have nothing to talk about. Seriously. I have nothing to talk to people about. Like what? TV shows? Music? I dont watch or listen them. I ususaly get excited about random historical facts or some random concepts, but even those are fading. I stopped reading, so… Continue reading Yeah
Sonita Alizadeh rapping about child brides and sex slaves. Its very very IMPORTANT!!
You don’t know a love hate relationship until you love your hometown more than anything and want to live there, but hate your relatives.
I pressed her again on the question I’d been turning over in my mind: Why is it that writing (or really any creative pursuit) seems to be in such conflict with parenting? She answered calmly, hardly raising her voice. “Because the point of art is to unsettle, to question, to disturb what is comfortable and […]… Continue reading Does parenthood destroy creative work? — blue milk
A while ago, a friend of mine, doing her Masters in an apparently premier institution, was rather excited because her boyfriend was coming to visit for a weekend- however, the thrill soon dissipated when she realized getting out of hostel for a weekend, that too to meet a boy (!) would be rather difficult. “Why […]… Continue reading No Sex Please, We’re (Unmarried) Bharatiya Naaris — bicyclewithoutafish
Does anyone else have this problem or is it just me? I am a a girl, brown skinned and extremely short. And its not like I have any major complex or insecurities about my physical attributes. In fact, in my own opinion, I am pretty hot, or beautiful or anything else. Buuut, every time… Continue reading I wanna look that hot
Life and Times of a Confused Chicken 