Tomboy? supermodel...? Whatever's fun.

I spent a lot of time sitting in Green Trends' lounge today reading stuff like Health and Women's era. I had an appointment at six but by the time I actually got anything done, it was closer to seven.

And I was thinking as I browsed through everything from new fad diets to slinky dresses no non-anorexic person can wear, fashion tips which I've already forgotten and how to get over a hangover looking fabulous (involves twenty minutes in a steam bath and even more time putting stuff on your face which takes away your natural hideousness. Never mind that you’re grumpy and that you feel like a truck ran you over. At least your skin is moisturized for the rest of day), that looks do matter.

Yes, worrying about your looks is superficial. Beauty’s only skin deep and all that but is there a reason why every chick flick with a cotton candy moral behind it involves the klutzy girl with glasses and sensible shoes getting a make over which suddenly makes her the hottest girl in the movie?
Yes, there is.

No matter how much into women’s lib you are or how much you detest cosmetics, you still want to look good. Everyone has a narcissistic side. Only, I guess overdoing it by spending most of your day worrying about your nails or your complexion is a colossal waste of time. A bad hair day and a tan won’t kill you. Neither will a hair cut and some sun screen.

So find your balance between looking good enough to be self confident and not being afraid to get messy when the occasion calls for it.

The curse of the management

Just when you thought the education system couldn't get any worse, it proves you dead wrong.
If commercialisation, lack of dedicated,inspiring teaching staff and not to mention a pretty pathetic grading system which doesn't take any projects and/or actual knowledge into account doesn't put you off the whole B.E scenario, the moral policing will.

I'm not talking about ALL the engineering colleges in India, but a fair few can beat the Sri Ram Sene at their own game. Both of them cite the same reasons as well...Indian culture, dignity of women, the core of all evil: westernization (and that's with a 'z'!)blah, blah,blah...And the sad thing is, while everyone's busy busting the Sri Ram Sene and other activist groups for violating basic human rights, no one even breathes a word about what's happening in these so-called institutions of 'higher learning'.
Yeah, we learn...we learn not to talk to the opposite gender and to bear the brunt of the biased,antiquated and twisted opinions of the select few who have the power to kick us out if we don't.

Diagonally parked in a parallel universe

Why have I returned to this part of the internet after quiting it months ago? I don't really have an answer for that. I quit because the monotony of blogging every day events did bore me and partly because I didn't think it reached a lot of people, but now I'm back. It doesn't matter if anyone reads this or not, it just gives me a safe outlet to say what I want to say...all the better then, that I remain anonymous.

I've never conformed to society. Oh yes, I'm forced to put up with it and I do it with a kind of indifference and scorn that my parents refer to casually as teenage rebellion. This is also accompanied by a lot of eye rolling, of course.
I suppose they don't realise that:

#Point no:1
I wave bye-bye to my teen years in approximately ten months.

#Point no:2
Generations have rebelled against societal norms and very few have actually had any amount of impact on it. Poeple can be obstinately stupid when they get together and cook up a lot of dumb rules. Anyway,I'm not going to try. So technically, I'm not a rebel.


I see and hear things every day, sometimes in my own family which just seems so...wrong. I simply cannot understand the purpose of things like caste and the sentiment behind, 'what will our relatives think?' Is there a particular reason I should care?
People are fascinating when you deal with them one on one. Everyone has a story, everyone has their virtues, everyone's different. So why are they trying so hard to be the same?