Of God and me..

Was thinking the other day if I am one of those people who blame God if life takes a bad turn. The answer is: No, I am not. I reflected back on all the times when life threw really bitter lemons at me. And not once during those times did I curse God for making me miserable. I cursed my own self extensively, but never God. I prayed fervently to God, yes, but never held him responsible for the circumstances. I am not sure if this discovery with respect to blame-shifting during a crisis is anything that makes for a big epiphany in life, but it made me happy. It felt like one of those moments when you know you have matured, even if only by an inch. It was a growing-up moment for me. The ability to corner such a subjective thought and have a definitive Yes or No answer, really surprised me, because I am really not the kind of person who ponders over the kind of person I am. Surely, being able to know something like this, admittedly a minuscule fact, about myself makes me a little wiser in life.

Food and the Likes

Oh how I have missed good food this past few months. I have been a student before, but I never craved a half decent meal ever before like this. Penny pinching and an excess of pizza and sandwiches have deadened my taste buds. Today, after what seems like a gazillion years I got to eat a really nice home cooked meal and I just cant stop dreaming about it...what has my life come to :(

This is not my Life...

That's the mantra that I keep chanting to myself these days. I never thought that going back to student life will be so so stressful. My hopes of fun and games came crashing down this August, when I took up a full Masters course. I have never before wished for the day to have more than 24 hours. All my time is spent in trying to catch up with my readings for the classes, assignments, projects and squeezing in some sleep between all this. These are really trying times for me. And when it becomes too much I just tell myself "This is not my life...this is just a year, which will pass away (the sooner the better)". I want to hunt down every person who told me that "LL.M is so fun" "NYC is awesome" and strangle them. All lies. NYC is NOT awesome and Masters is really really tough. 

Waiting for my actual life to begin!

The City!

I am pretty sure no one reads this space anymore. Its good in a manner, because I can write pretty much anything here without being bothered to create a new anonymous blog. Not too sure about my coming out in the open after being a closeted blogger. I do think twice before writing anything here.

That aside, I have managed to land myself in Gotham City itself: NYC. Been here for two months and my reaction: Yeah well...

The city has failed to impress me completely and utterly. Its dirty, smelly, grimy, full of rude people, bad food, crazy expensive AND everyone here wants a TIP! If you ask a person to spit on your face, he will do that and then ask for a tip! And may spit again on your face for good measure if you tip badly. Sigh! I wish I was a millionaire, but if I were a millionaire, I wouldn't stay in this extremely over-rated city. I will pack my bags and leave for the Bahamas, unless that also turns out to be a disappointment like this.

More later.

Flipping on Fashion

Its been a long long time. As usual the resolution to write more regularly sank without a trace when faced with the other forces of my life. So what is happening with my life? Nothing much, except I have been spending inordinately large amounts of time checking out different Indian fashion blogs and other photo blogs. Pictures maketh any blog a trillion times more interesting. And to my amazement some of the blogs that I have been reading have blown my mind away. For example I look forward to new posts on http://thetwistedelegance.blogspot.hk/ and http://jahn18.blogspot.in/, to name a few and these blogs have inspired me to no end. I love clothes and am crazy about dressing up, as per the occasion. And I love mixing and matching too, but only to a safe extent. Also staying in Hong Kong, which essentially is just one big mall, for the last year has done something to me. I have never been more conscious of what I am wearing and sometimes who am I wearing. I plan to buy a camera and do a few outfit posts myself. But then again that is just one of the things that I plan to do, so lets see if I actually get around doing it. Till then...enjoy the weekend!

Cheers.

Girl look at that body!

I really want to be the kind of person LMFAO sings of in Sexy and I know it. I try hard..really hard to lose weight, but woe is me! I will have a healthy breakfast of cereal and milk, then an even healthier lunch consisting of a salad, I move on to an energy bar and a fruit in the evening..but come nightfall I transform into a binge eating monster uncontrollably devouring chocolates, oreos and aloo bhujiya. By the time I hit the pillow, I am drowning in guilt. But the next day, the same vicious circle is repeated. What do I do...I love, crave and absolutely fanatically adore food. It is near impossible for me to not eat something that is edible. I am a vegetarian and I stay in Hong Kong, but that has in no way stopped me from going into all and sundry restaurants and eating all and sundry foods. The only good thing is that I am maintaining a constant weight, since I do exercise thrice a week. But *much sobbing and wailing* when o'when will I hear people pointing at me and saying "Girl look at that body!" Yeah..never! I know that! So stop sneering at my superficial-ness.

The "I" that is so "I"rritating!

There is this one fashion blog that I read occasionally. Unfortunately the author of that blog insists on talking about herself on the blog...which is what every blogger does I guess, write about themselves, their lives, their views, their opinions etc. But this particular blogger...Oh My God!!! she is so very annoying. She just WOULD NOT shut up about how the whole world thinks she is so lucky, how her husband is like a knight in shining armour, how she gets annoyed when strangers act too chummy with her, how she think this annoys her and that annoys her and what not. Just zip it woman, already. Its infuriating to read her blogs, she is seriously full up to here (imagine me pointing to 2 inches above my head, and I am fairly tall) with it. I know, if her more-than-usual-blogger-narcissism irritates me so much, I should just stop reading her blog, more so since her fashion experiments are not that delightful to the eye, but I don't know why I have this perverse need to check her blog twice a week and then go on fuming about it. I have not really told anyone in my real life about this particular irritant, so I thought its best to get it out here.

Here is wishing everyone a very happy new year of the dragon.

Cheers!