Friday, September 28, 2012

Letting go of normality

Time flies
Pictures wear
Memories fade, but your name remains 
The scars deepen
It frightens

Your power to intimidate
Darkness prevails
The moments you told me you are there
With every step we took
Magically untrue
Appreciated not
The lie. 

But time is so faithful, 
for revenge is sweet
Overturned are paths now
Untold the hideous crimes
Shall I open the book now?
And uncover it all...

Outfit details: Spongebob tee: Hysteria, Denim Vest: c/o Americal Apparel (HERE), Sweats: c/o Americal Apparel (HERE), Yellow Bracelet: Flea Market, Bangles: Assorted and Silver bangle: Self painted, Flats: Mumbai, Denim Laptop Bag: Flea Market, Ring: Gifted

Sometimes its okay not to say much, let the art speak. Let the colours speak. Let the outfit speak. Let the smiles speak. Because every once in a while its okay to do things different from normality.

Submitting this post for InFB's Denim on Denim Remix (Here)

Laters people,


P.S: If you are wondering. The poem at the beginning is something I scribbled when I was utterly bored in class. :) Just very random.

P.P.S: Tell me what you think of the outfit? :)

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Just Married, Please Excuse.

Buy Just Married, Please Excuse: Book
Title: Just Married, Please Excuse
Author: Yashodhara Lal
Publisher: Harper Collins
Number of Pages: 264
Price (in INR): 199
Genre: Fiction
ISBN: 978-93-5029-227-3

Just Married, Please Excuse by Yashodhara Lal is a romantic novel set in Bangalore, Delhi and Mumbai. I had second thoughts about applying for the book because I often don't read Indian authors, especially when it comes to romance because I feel it becomes too cheesy at times, but alas I went ahead and gave it a shot. I must say I was rather surprised when I was still reading past the first 50 pages, but the story line had me curious to know more.

The author's style of writing is simplistic and the portrayal of a newly married couple's life is hilarious, the sarcastic sense of humour here and there adds to the image that the story creates. Yashodhara (Y) and Vijay (V) are a typical couple working in an MNC, married, moved into a new house, getting used to each others habits in life, but that's only what you think. Their love story is completely realistic yet very different. They seem to have found stability in their new home, but in no time are forced to move to Mumbai. With all the petty quarrels, romantic moments, the story continues.

They always say unexpected brings about chaos. With a completely new twist in the story, there comes a pregnancy that rocks their world literally. While V is ecstatic, Y is shocked and astounded. Vijay is a great husband, extremely supporting, overly caring and through her pregnancy, he makes sure to help her, adore her and be with her every step. And then the baby happens, once she comes into the world, their life turns upside down. Quarrels, fights and arguments about every other thing. From her name to 'how to give her a bath' they seem to have gotten off on a wrong start.

At this point, enters a a counselor who is this exceptionally funny woman with a weird and hilarious way of dealing with her patients. Her sense of humour comes across when the whole Yashodhara-Reema, Vijay-Reema scene occurs and how she constantly advises them to go for her 12 step program. In fact humour is all about the note of the book with the tsunami mishap and the quirky dialogues of the mother in law, of course one cannot miss the story behind why they call their daughter: Peanut, what a lovely name right? The unmistakable role that Kajal plays in the book is one to watch, as she might just be your favourite or least favourite person.

Mid-way I started wondering what Peanut was thinking of all that was happening around her, in fact I had this entire scene playing in my head with Peanut's dialogues and what she must be internally saying to herself. Definitely a ROFL moment for me.

The author uses a way of talking Hinglish style when she writes and that appeals to the Indian reader all the more. Also, the realistic incidences are a plus point because one can connect with them, especially if you are married. However, for me being a teenager I couldn't connect much with it, yet I still enjoyed the humour of a married couple's life.

Something you should read on a weekend for a good laugh!

Yes, a signed copy! :)

This review is a part of  Indiblogger's review program. Thanks to them as well as Harper Collins for giving me a chance to review this!

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Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Ethnic Connection goes on.

Confidence cannot be bought, you learn and gain it over the ears. You acquire it, if you believe in yourself, your dreams, your ambitions, desires, hopes and image. While you might have designer clothes, a huge closet, an unbelievably large collection of Loubies and Manolos, you still can't stride with your head upright because you lack belief and a simple fill of confidence in you. 

Sometimes life has a funny way of teaching you lessons, or trying to send across a message. But as long as you get the message, that's all matters at the end of the day right? 

On an unrelated note, lately the weathers been keeping me down. I've been having constant fevers and headaches, and I hate it when I can't do work. (Can be quite a workaholic) However I'm trying to kick myself and get back in action as the exams are right around the corner. 

Enough of the rants, go ahead and look at the pictures. 

Outfit details: Embroidered kurta, Chudidhar pants from Neerus, Gold necklace: Vintage, Drop earrings: Mom's, Colourful bangles: Streets, Wooden bangles: Self painted, Jodhpuris: Flea Market, Circle vest c/o American Apparel (here), Rings: Red Ring: Boutique, Silver ring: Thrifted, Blue Ring c/o Rings and Tings

Not many of you know this but in Junior College we had a patiala-kurta rule (the things we do for the best colleges), so I wore my ethnic clothes everyday to college and the only times I'd get to wear my other clothes were the once or twice in a while that I'd go out. But now college has no such dress code, so with all liberty I wear whatever I please. Its fun to study in a girls college which looks nothing less than a fashion parade. But I truly do miss my kurtas and ethnic clothes so I decide to pull them out every now and then and sport them with a huge bindi. (Totally dig bindis!) 

Just a warning: I've fallen in love with the vintage necklace and you might just see it too often. Also, been experimenting with my new camera. :) 

Be back soon loves, 


Monday, September 17, 2012

Hello there unconventional!

Sometimes you just want to be an observer. You don't want to talk, or voice your opinions. Sometimes you love to sit back and let the others do the talking while you dissect them and what they're saying. It is actually a lot more fun than it seems like. Sometimes you would want to wear other colours with your plain black and white. Sometimes drinking tea instead of your usual coffee is okay. 

Unconventional is the new thing in my world. Weird has always been there, but now its time to say hello to unconventional. 

Outfit details: 
Top: Westside (sale)
Dress worn as skirt: Vintage & Designer
Necklace: Splash
Ring: Sigma Mall 
Bangles: Assorted


P.S: Has got to be one of my shortest posts. But squeezing this in was a huge deal for me :P 
I love you'll . (:

Monday, September 10, 2012

Her story

Disclaimer: This work is pure fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

She stood there, frozen. Looking around at the people moving, the things undeterred, everything was the same and yet it was all so different. So much had changed in those fifteen minutes. She fell to the ground, almost as if her body was so much heavier. Tears wouldn't roll out of her eyes, it was beyond that. Like someone had stabbed her heart and it was all over. In fact it was worse, because it wasn't over. She'd have to walk these streets tomorrow and act like nothing happened, act like it was okay.

She wanted to scream, and wail and cry. But nothing happened, she opened her mouth but her voice was stuck. Nothing happened. Except for the eerie silence that formed an envelope around her. 

She lay there for hours in silence. Agonized and tormented, she writhed with discomfort.

It was unforgettable, the way he had pulled her to the dark corner of this once aloof street. He ripped her clothes like it was a piece of paper and scratched her arms if she tried to protest. She tried kicking him, but he was like steel. The first time that he did it she screamed, hoping someone would hear. She cried with pain and pushed against him with hope, and then he did it again. This time she pushed harder, trying to run for her life, but in vain. He caught up with her and beat her with his shoes, and punished her with another time. He forced her to kiss him and she moved her face away from that ugly monster like face of his but he grabbed it in his hands and bit her. She'd given up, it was late and no one would hear her anymore. He had won. 

She remembered vaguely how he walked away and threw her near that trash can. She couldn't speak or stop him. She couldn't move, she remained there the entire night, looking at the sky with a hope that she would vanish into the ground and never return. 

Looking at those shoe marks on her body made her clinch with pain and his troll like face flashed in her head. She shook the image away. She couldn't touch her own body any more, it felt alien. She lay there without a slight movement though every body part hurt, she just lay there looking at the trash. She was among it now, waste and worthless. He'd overpowered her and she was nothing but ashes. 

'Take me away' she muttered as the tears refused to flow out of her lids. Blue black marks all over her body made her feel disgusted, she picked up a knife and scratched them. She couldn't see it, it pained. Pulling the skin out didn't hurt, she'd gone through the worst, this was nothing. Blood oozed out of her skin and she ignored it torturing herself even more, blaming herself. 

She began slitting her skin and screaming. Finally the voice came out of her, she screamed like a wolf in pain. 

'Kill me' she hurled looking at the skies as if in a plea. All the blood drained out of her face and body, she was pale and blue all over. And then the darkness closed in on her. 


He walked through the busy streets of the shopping complex at the peak hour and headed towards his favourite shop for rental movies, located at a narrow street down the complex which was rather empty usually. Just as he turned for the lane he saw that the store was closed and suddenly remembered that the owner had said he was going on a tour for a week. 

He cursed his poor memory and was about to walk away when he noticed something. It looked like a person from a distance but he went closer to see what it was. 

'Shit' he cussed when he saw the gory sight. Blood all over, he saw this girl lying there with slits and cuts all over her body. She had a piece of torn cloth around her, and he saw the blue black marks on her body. The sight was painful and he ran towards her, hoping she was not dead. 

'I need to save her' he mumbled incoherently. 

Lifting her weightless body her rushed out of the street. 

'Bitch face, let her bleed' he yelled at her still body. He could see the blood and painful expression on her face but he walked away. 

Laughing aloud as a gleeful smile curved upon his face, he strode along the empty streets. She was so boring, need to find more interesting girls next time. Oh, I think I will. 

He skipped along with a conspiracy in mind. Fifteen down. Many more to go he mentally calculated as a sadistic laugh went unheard in the crowd. 



The title: Her story is reference to many girls out there who are victims of a similar violence. Its unbelievable, but there are people out there, sadistic and inhumane.

 We're with you and please ask for help. Don't let him get away, don't let him win. 
A shout out to the rape victims, please bring it to someone's notice. 
If you are unheard, remember that he's still out there moving for his next victim. 

So #SpeakOut!


Sunday, September 2, 2012

Write when the words speak.

Some people need inspiration to write, some people need peace to write, some of them just need an inner voice telling them to write. I frankly just need time to write. I could write all day if I had all the time in the world, because there's so much to say and such little time. But our constant engagement in everything else makes it so much harder for us to write when you want to pour down your emotions. So I've decided that I'm going to make it a point to write when i want to, whether its on a notepad, on my laptop, or even on my hands. 

I'll write when the words speak. 

I started off this blog to express myself. Like a journal, recording experiences sharing it with the world. And reading back, I was such a kid back then. I've grown so much through the years and I can't deny the huge role writing and blogging has played in it. I've always had this style conscious bug in me, ever since I was a kid, I'd choose my clothes and fuss about what I wear which with time developed into a flair for fashion and styling, and its almost like I've stopped writing on the blog. 

But behold, because I plan to start on some poetry and stories soon too. Along with the fashion updates, style and all the specials. I'll keep my writing going. 


Today, I'll leave you with pictures of an outfit I shot a while back. No styling tips or anything of that sort. Just pictures. 

Outfit Details:

Crop top: c/o American Apparel (Here)
Maxi worn as skirt: c/o American Apparel (Here
Oxfords: Zara
Bangles: Self designed
Bauble bracelet: Westside
Necklace: Vintage
Earrings: gifted (from Ayesha)
Eye liner precision: c/o (gift voucher) (Not available on the store anymore)

Before I tied my lace and went to shoot

Self painted and designed bangles

I'll be back soon. 
Miss me? Not for long, you know i'll always come back here. 


Saturday, September 1, 2012

The experience!

 Hello there, 

I know its been quite a while, but if you've been following me on twitter or facebook you'd know that college has indeed been keeping me very busy with research and tons of assignments, however I am enjoying every minute of it. So that's a good thing right? Especially the after college fun and weekends. 

Coming to the topic, has been appearing on the television during ad breaks, in newspaper ads and almost every other blog very often these days. I've been wanting to try out their site as you know I am a sucker for online retail stores with good service. 

When sent over a gift voucher to experience their website and service I thought it would be just another website, but after the entire process I don't think so. 

So I placed my order and that went quite smoothly. They have a wide range of things for men, women, children so you can shop for your family and friends. You have toys, They also have cosmetics and jewelry. I really like their women's tee collection, affordable and varied. Their bags and shoes are pretty nice too, especially some brands. However I went in for a cosmetic product. More about that soon. 

As soon as I ordered I received a confirmation mail regarding product details, delivery date (expected) etc. The next day, I received a call regarding product specifications and another verbal confirmation. It was pretty impressive I must say! 

I thought I'd receive it only after a week but to my surprise it was there within 2 days. And I was more than impressed to see it neatly packed and wrapped in bubble wrap inside the cardboard box.

Quick delivery
Good customer service
Safe packing
Wide range of products
COD along with other forms of payment
Sales are often and amazing discounts

Not a wide range in jewelry, need to widen their jewelry collection

Rating: 4 jellies out of 5. :P 

That's good right? So you definitely ought to shop at Jabong and see for yourself. 

Product I bought: Deborah Milano- Eye Liner (Waterproof) 

I've been constantly using it for like 1 week or more now and I have to tell you what I think of it. It comes in a black case as you can see below, the stick is thin and the liner is liquid, and not gel. 

Glossy looking after application
Quickly dries up, which is definitely good when you're short on time
Doesn't fade or spread even after 4-5 hours, it almost sticks to your skin or forms this over coat layer. 
When you remove it, you can just peel it off like a face mask

Can be very thin because of the stick so you need to apply 2-3 coats

I'm still experimenting, as of now the product has behaved very good so I will definitely go ahead and buy another one. 

Priced at Rs 375. 


Before I leave, here's a little surprise. 

Sneak peek into the next post, coming extremely soon on the blog. 

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