Ssh… I’m sleeping!

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[Note: I just opened up my set of watercolours to realize it didn’t come with a brush. *sigh*]

Hello. Like hello. That’s all I got to kickstart this post.¬†*writing skills* So¬†I’ve had a great week filled with a lot of Bollywood movies¬†that have left me feeling¬†‘thodasa filmy’. So whilst¬†my friends pleaded me to end this phase¬†of ‘filmy’ me, I’m just loving it. Today I’m¬†writing on the best ways to fall asleep.¬†The bartender who call’s himself Jamie Lannister (Incest freak) suggested I write about¬†sleeping without alcohol, but¬†I overthought the entire thing whilst having¬†my biscuits and tea at the bar and the¬†little writings below is what I’ve gathered. This post would have been up much earlier if it wasn’t for the T-Rex.

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The Honest Toast

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Ever think about how the music you listen to defines your very being. I just shot down some¬†tequila at the request of my roommate¬†and I’m letting it do all the typing.

I’ve not been fine for a while now. The following sheds a little light on that.

I’ve spent the past¬†6 months over thinking my posts a bit too much cause starting this year, I let the majority of my friends and family know that I write every now and then. Halfway into the year and I decide to talk about it now. *Priorities* Anyway I grew really conscious whilst typing out new posts and I deleted some entirely. Reason which are stated below. This blog has never been private, I never intended it to be. However I recently felt quite naked knowing that my family/friends have read my really old posts. You know the immature ones with little to no editing at all. Continue reading

I dream of ice cream

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{NOTE: Some men just want to watch the world burn, some just want to eat cinnamon buns and ice cream.}

I fell asleep in ice cream, twice this week.

The first time around, I had a nice episode of Doctor who playing and a tub of Ben and Jerry’s ‘Half baked’ ice cream to myself before my roomies entered the house and woke me up. It worried me that I couldn’t remember when I passed out. The second time around, I was alone in the house yet again whilst my roomies left to pick up a few friends from the metro station and they came back to¬†find me sleeping in an ice cream puddle on the bed.¬†Not that¬†bizarre as this isn’t the first time¬†my friends¬†have found me passed out with an open laptop else food around, but I tend to remember feeling sleepy, forcing myself to stay awake and to¬†watch another episode or to read another article. However, this time¬†I remember being wide awake, all cozy and planning everything I’d get done before sleeping and then just blank. Continue reading

Froot Loop weekend…

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(Note: I managed to make a cringe worthy memory by pronouncing Brooklyn 99 as Brooklyn ninety nine over a conversation with my sister and then defending the error.)

“How do you save a drowning fish?

Throw a few fruit loops in the water!”

2016 seems to follow a very vibrant colour pattern spilled over from 2015. Coldplay’s new song ‘Hymn for the weekend’, the Suicide Squad trailer and posters, Superbowl half time show, Black versus Blue (BvS), Red vs Blue (Civil War), Red vs Black (Daredevil vs the Punisher) and then there’s just the forever alone red (deadpool). X men Apocalypse if you count Psylocke and Jubilee putting up a light show. Really hope that the movie doesn’t disappoint. What made Colossus stand out in Deadpool more than any other X men film he’s appeared in is that he was given lines and much more purpose than just serving as the bruiser on the team, something that the X men films seem to be missing other than ‘First Class’. I was so excited to see ‘Blink’ in Days of Future past¬†only to be disappointed with her absence. I can’t leave out Jessica Jones’s purple, that colour appeals to one too many people I know. This post, unlike the 6 seasons of ‘Lost’ has a point somewhere. *I kid*

*Hometown Glory*

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Stupid pigeons!

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Hello! *sighs*

Adele’s sort of ruined that greeting. Can’t really say it without the rest of the song playing through. It’s been roughly over two months since I’ve moved away from home and settled down in Dubai. In all honesty I could have written up a post at any point since I had the WiFi set up but procrastination got the better of me. Not really sure where this post is heading. I could talk about ‘Hello’. At my new workplace, I’ve said it so frequently that they’ve all (most of the staff) started inserting humorous follow ups. I’ve said it in one of my previous posts, that sometimes the best thing to do is to let loose and amuse yourself by saying hello to something as stationary as a tree. They’ve all taken heed to that, which is a lot of fun.

Burrhus Frederic Skinner (1904 – 1990), a behavioral psychologist above all else put forth the principle of reinforcement, wherein free will was an illusion and everything was a matter of consequence of previous actions. I came across his work in my elder sister’s psychology textbook, since I read every other book in the house (including answering those quizzes in my sister’s cosmopolitan magazines) and was trying to keep myself from pretending to know a person, after having read just one psychology textbook. Quite a task I tell you. Well a few years later I watched a show on Discovery Science, cause at that¬†time, it had some of the better shows on TV (Burn Notice, blech) until it became repetitive. Well they covered Skinner’s experiment with pigeons which according to his wiki page was one of his favourite animals to experiment with, and another useless fact is that pigeons happen to be one of the few things that scare the crap out of the coffee girl. Oh how I missed writing.

So the pigeon experiment revolved around pigeons in a cage displaying superstitious behaviour to get food. Food was let into the cage at odd intervals, however the pigeons seemed to repeat actions such as walking counter clockwise or cocking their head at a certain corner of the cage in order to get food since it was something they did the first time food was let into the cage. It’s something I guess everyone can relate to from putting the left sock on first or taking a particular route to a destination with the belief that things will turn out alright or as expected. Well I have to confess that I put my left sock on first and tie my right shoe on after both socks are up¬†cause I think it’s about equality and I don’t want either of my feet to feel bad that I pick one over the other.*The left one tends to sleep more often*

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The trivial post

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{Note: My new favourite word is Bum!}

Yes, I’m a bum for not writing anything for the past four weeks. Doesn’t sound that bad does it? Bum. It’s got that¬†childish zeal to it. Apart from finding it¬†amusing, I’ve found out that some¬†might consider it trivial.¬†Mr Potato head recently put in his two cents worth by telling me that I emotionally invest in “trivial things“. Not entirely false, I have my scrap books, posters, tissues, ¬†toys that I’ve curated¬†over the years, crap from the street, merchandise that I’ve won, clothes I’ve outgrown and the list goes on, but to call them ‘trivial’ is a bit appalling. For one it’s gut wrenching¬†to even consider¬†discarding one of those “trivial” things. I can’t emphasize enough on “trivial” as Mr Potato head deemed it. Continue reading

I scream ‘STELLA!’

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{NOTE: I really want that BB-8 droid}

I just found out that ‘Moshi Moshi’ is a greeting over the phone in Japan and that it is used to get a person’s attention. Eek. I got into the habit of saying ‘Mushy Mushy’ a few months ago since I felt it was the right term to replace my previous word of choice, kee‘. If I were on top of a hill and was asked to let out all my anger, I’d scream, not curse. Point one being that cursing requires some amount of thinking and I’d be stuck over thinking the foulest thing to¬†say rather than focusing on letting out my anger. The next point being that this one anime (The Girl from hell) really spooked the crap out of me about curses.

Why am I talking about screaming on top of a hill? I’m not sure myself, but let’s just stick with it. It’s just relieving at times to be Neanderthal, to let go of responsibility and just let loose. I’m still not over my birthday chocolate being stolen, a bit immature, but that was the one good thing that I’d been saving up for a bad time and some monkey stole it.

*Think about Ross and his Sandwich*

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Thoughts of an Absurd souffle

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{I wandered about until I realized I was indeed, lost.} 

Is it the certainty of knowing the outcome of a recipe that puts it in favour over the choice of¬†cooking the unknown? A trait amid¬†mothers, grandmothers and the one or two men in the family who know how to cook without a recipe is that they always seem to have all the answers. I used to go berserk thinking about the uncertainty of the future before being reminded that I barely knew what the present day had in store for me. A death in the family definitely widened the realm of the unpredictable. However it was just that sudden shock that calmed the storm in my head. Standing still in fear of the unpredictable was nothing short of depriving myself of all that I could achieve. Take it as missing an opportunity to cook¬†a good dish whilst surrounded with good ingredients. It’s better to have a baked souffle than have non, right?

I don’t know why I’m thinking about souffl√©s but my thoughts are¬†all poofy now. Continue reading

Hagrid’s Patronus

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The majority of the fandom is upset, and even more find it hard to believe that it’s true. I don’t find any issues with believing what she said. It’s a difficult spell. I’d suggest reading ‘The Prisoner of Azkaban‘ and relive the exhausting task of barely conjuring up a shield. In the ‘Order of the Phoenix‘, it’s a much easier task for quite a few¬†in the D.A.; the movie made it seem even easier, but even Harry pointed out that in¬†the presence of a dementor, it would be extremely difficult to conjure up a shield of a patronus, forget a corporeal one.

Now Hagrid’s earned a soft spot since the very beginning, however evidence points that he wasn’t quite adept with his wand. Sure, he could light a fireplace or¬†hex Dudley’s buttocks, but remember him trying(failing) to cast a simple mending charm (Reparo) when the blue side car was hanging onto Sirius’s flying motorbike. I’m sure he has a ton of happy memories to those fans who stated that the inability to conjure a patronus implies that one doesn’t have any happy memory.

“That’s very, very advanced magic” – Hermione Granger

It’s a complex spell, like getting the right crust for an apple pie. Remember Hermione and Ron, both failed to keep their patronus alive against the swarm of Death Eaters in the Deathly Hallows. Another point is that his wand isn’t mended, though I think if Harry’s wand was mended quite nicely by the Elderwand, one which was previously owned by Dumbledore, I can’t see why Hagrid’s couldn’t be. Continue reading

The Choir Girl Who Went Horribly, Desperately Wrong.

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Florence and the Machine

{I found a clean sheet of paper and a sharp pencil}

Everybody recommends good music according to their taste. To come across music so abstract and individual is a tardy task. The first song I stumbled upon on my sister’s playlist was ‘The Bird Song‘.
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I found myself drowning as the harp strings were plucked. Each beat calling on spirits unheard of.

I played another track, and fell into a darkness; a darkness I enjoyed. There was something raw about her music that kept me grounded. Continue reading