The difference a year can make


It’s been aeons since I blogged, but in my defence, motivation- the writer’s greatest friend/fiend deserted me and I found myself lacking a muse.

Regardless, I’m back now, and despite how ominous the title sounds, I can assure you it won’t be.

Sooo anyway, I am in my second year at college now! I would insert some nostalgic musing about how fast time flies, but at the fear of sounding like a middle-aged woman at a family reunion, I desist.
Yes, I’m officially done with year one of college. Two more years, bring it on!

I remember vividly my first day at college- butterflies named fear, excitement, anticipation, doing a salsa in my stomach. I remember the serpentine lines of freshers, like me, waiting at the main office, to file some paperwork to assure the officials that we weren’t gun-wielding overlords.

My first day was actually quite anticlimactic- after settling down, we found out that classes wouldn’t begin for at least a week. My enthusiasm fizzled out faster than a faulty firework. I didn’t meet any of my current friends that day, either- most of them I would meet at various points in the subsequent year.

I remember feeling lost- in spite of being surrounded by throngs of people just like me- fresh out of school, stepping into a new, new world. I felt lost because of the mammoth building. I felt lost because of the sprawling campus. I felt lost because of the hoi polloi. I didn’t realise that I would soon be one of them ( I mean, I did, but if I admitted to that, the trope of the new, confused student is pretty much ruined).

Now cut to the second year, which is as different from last year as humanly possible.

No, the sprawling campus is still there. The throngs of people are still there.

But the thing that is different is the assurance that I have a bunch of friendly faces somewhere in that crowd.

The assurance of familiar professors and their familiar teaching methods and their now boring, goofy jokes.

The assurance that no, there are no scowling seniors who will beat me up and steal my cold coffee right out of my hands.

The assurance that no matter what, things can’t get too bad because you have a group of complete nutters and amazing professors to boot.


Update of sorts

Hello! So, the first month of 2015 has already gone down, and I’ve done…nothing. No wait, I have. That one day I did start writing-never mind, I never finished it. The thing is, it’s hellishly cold here, and when it’s cold, I essentially stop functioning. < No, there’s no snowfall or anything,  but it did dip to 0 C once (that’s about 40 F for you international weirdos), and where I live, that’s unprecedentedly low-and also my heating’s broken, so these past days have just had me burritoed in bed, listening to Twenty-One Pilots and sipping gallons of soup.

Also, I’m in second semester now! I’m actually seriously pumped about this semester, seeing how I have some of my most favourite writers- Virginia Woolf, Amitav Ghosh, Bronte, Rossetti, among others. This does mean that I have to do fourteen novels and anthologies in under four months, but doing your preferred major means work=fun, folks!

January was also the month I spent outrageous amounts of money on books(and that’s saying something)-thanks to the generous gift money I collected during my holiday in December. Ah, the perks of having a huge family. I’m taking my passion for feminism to literature now- so I bought the Awakening by Kate Chopin, Caitlin Moran’s How to be a Woman, Laurie Penny’s Unspeakable Things, and Bossy pants by Tina Fey.  I’m done with Moran’s brilliantly funny book, and I look forward to reading the others.  Also, feel free to drop in your recs about your favourite feminist book, and I’ll get to it eventually.

What else? Oh yeah, President Obama visited India (which you probably already know, unless you’ve been living under a rock). The brouhaha surrounding his visit kept us all on our toes for a couple of days, and also he quoted DDLJ, one of Bollywood’s most iconic movie in his final speech at Siri Fort Auditorium here in Delhi, and I must say, America, you’re in good hands, indeed.

Finally, I started applying for internships. Well, mainly for the experience, but also, ya know, for ze $$$. The process is still in its nascent stages, so let’s see how that pans out.

So, that’s been my first month of 2015! How’s yours been? How’re your resolutions going? Take care of yourselves, especially if you’re in the blizzard-affected parts of the US, and I’ll talk again soon! Xo

Things that made me happy in 2014

Hi! As the year draws to an end, I have been conscious of how overwhelmingly happy I have generally been this year, so I thought I’d put together a list of all the things I’m grateful for. Bear with me, for this is going to be a long one.

Things that made me incredibly, incandescently happy this year (in no particular order)
1. Passing school with excellent grades
2. Joining college and doing what I always wanted to do
3. Sleeping in
4. Chocolate-covered donuts
5. Long road trips
6. Arctic Monkeys
7. Celebrities speaking out for feminism and marriage equality
8. Cheap books
9. Books, in general
10. Shopping trips with mum
11. Musicals
12. The warm, fuzzy Hello Kitty slippers I bought recently
13. Hugs
14. Tetley’s Masala tea
15. Wearing a Saree for the first time
16.Exploring new parts of the city with friends


17. Nutella
18. Drinking cold coffee on a rooftop café
19. Burying my toes into the warm sand
20. An hour long phone call with a long-lost friend

21. A new haircut
22. Fanfiction
23. The news that Jared Leto will play Joker in ‘Suicide Squad’
24. Freshly laundered pyjamas
25. Visiting the Book Fair even though it was pouring cats and dogs
26. A cappella music
27. Garlic bread
28. Rereading Harry Potter
29. The realisation that my whole life is ahead of me and I can do whatever I want with it
30. Petting a dog
31. Barbecues
32. Bath and Body Works’ Japanese Cherry Blossom lotion
33. Loudly singing along to the radio
34. The time I offered my seat on the train to a young mother and her beaming in return
35. Chocolate cake in a mug
36. Humans of New York’s blog
37. Baking
38. The beach
39. Family dinners
40. Winged eyeliner
41. Online friends
42. And finally, this blog, and all of you ❤

Warm Christmas and New Years greetings to all of you reading this! This post is more a reminder for myself than anything, so that when things are looking down, I can read this post and remember that there is so much to be thankful for. See you in 2015!