The Words with Wings

Someone just asked me this exact question, and I went through a whirlwind of emotions trying to answer that, so I thought of writing about it. I've always wondered how people are able to choose one particular flower whenever they're asked this specific question because I surely can't give one single answer. I absolutely adore flowers. I love them to my core, and that's why I love to paint them and doodle them wherever possible. I've always felt that flowers are the most perfect little things in this world. Even when they're of different colors and even when they have various shapes and sizes, all you can do is love them. They're perfect even on days that they are not, which is a natural miracle for us to experience. But talking about my favourite flowers.... I love the scent of roses, so all of my perfumes revolve around all kinds of rose fragrances from the Red Rose to the China Rose.  I love the elegance and the passion that Tulips exhibit. They nudge you ...

So yesterday, we did a little exercise in class for "Leadership Development" where we were supposed to give and receive feedback on our leadership styles from our friends. To answer the prompt of the thing that can hold your friend back in leadership, one of my friends mentioned that my overexcitement or extreme emotions can cloud my judgment, and that sure seemed like a bold statement to make. To understand this better, I asked for an instance (because I just couldn't understand it - I mean, yeah, I do get overexcited sometimes, and I sure do have a lot of extreme emotions, but clouded judgement?) Talking about the instance, he said that right at the start of the second year, I was really excited about helping and guiding the juniors (because that's how our seniors helped us, and I'm eternally grateful for them). Still, somehow, I ended up helping too many juniors, which led to extreme exhaustion. Some of those ungrateful bitches got me so angry because they thou...

I had this one in my drafts for the last 4 years. I think I was hoping to make it a little more extended one day, but life is too short to not publish your childhood poems (yes, 4 years back feels like childhood now). So, here goes... Sometimes I can be so grumpy. Instead of being happy. Mood swings at the worst. So, I may have an outburst. The reason could be my periods. Or a ton of stress. Give me a surprise. And I might apologize. I might get excited. And may even seem ecstatic. Okay, this kid was clearly going through mood swings, maybe because of a fight with her boyfriend, without realizing that mood swings are not that rare in her future.

 You'll meet these guys once in 5-7 years and suddenly remember how you used to believe you'd take over the world. And maybe that hasn't changed as much. Instead, our definition of "Taking over the world" has. It meant ruling the world at that time, but now, one of the most significant achievements would be beating the patriarchy while making the men in our lives feel as peaceful and confident as the sweetest people they are.  It's funny how our principles don't change much, even with the adulting we churn under daily. I was chatting with a couple of my school friends last week, and we realized that we're at an age when people around us are getting married while we struggle to build our careers. We realized our will to be "Girl Bosses" never changed, even with extremely different careers. But it's definitely not all positive when we think about it. While we were gossiping about how people getting married never really believed in having an...

I have exams for my third module starting next week, so I thought, why not gear up, before I head up for all the "module end" parties this week, I should look into what the syllabus looks like. I got up and got my notebook and pens ready. I wanted things to be smooth, so I decided to find the coolest-looking pen in my stationery drawer. And there was a sudden realization that so far in my life, I've had the privilege to experience all kinds of romances possible, and that made me wonder if I don't romanticize my life enough (and the answer is that I don't). To walk you through these different categories, I've had a school romance where you look for each other in the corridors just to blush on their first appearance, a coaching romance where getting a ride home is the most romantic thing you can think of, a college romance where you wait for each other's schedules to match to go out on a coffee date, an office romance where you wait the whole day just to spe...

 Today, I suddenly got the urge to bake something I haven't baked before and I thought of baking an orange almond tea cake. As an update, it's in the oven while I write this blog. As soon as I placed that cake tin in the oven, a sense of satisfaction and peace dawned upon me and it made me appreciate my love for baking again. This made me wonder how some people misinterpret feminism as "women leaving traditional gender roles and adopting more male-dominated roles." The only issue with that is that these "feminists" start looking down upon the women who actually enjoy activities like cooking and crocheting and women who choose to be caregivers, nurses, and homemakers.  We, as a society, need to understand that feminism stands for equal opportunity in all areas. The choice, however, should always be dependent on each individual. If a girl chooses to be a chef, it should not end up raising the eyes of the "feminists" since it is her choice. Additional...

I turned 23 this year and this year hasn't been any less than a roller coaster ride so far. I experienced everything I had experienced at least once before this year, but it was still so new to me. Let's do a case-by-case analysis (look at me turning into a corporate slave and flaunting my corporate jargon). I shifted first to a PG and then to a 1RK (Trust me, I swore to myself that I would never shift in a 1RK because they're tiny but I think I found a home here). I always assumed that living in an apartment would be like living in a hostel, but it feels different somehow. Don't get me wrong, I like living by myself because it gives me a chance to work on myself every single day but adulting hits you hard when you've to prepare the next day's lunch after returning from the office. And god knows where all the unclean utensils come from. I don't even own as many utensils as I end up washing every hour (overlook my slight exaggeration but this is still the que...