A Freedom Struggle

Spoken like a man, this friend.

WHAT BARDS SEE

A grave mishap shadows this country contrary to the dilemmas of perfection. The disease infested from an inborn instinct to demean the grace of woman, can graduate to further flourish in the underworlds of terrorism. I stand in no post to address this section of the mass for I am a man- the enemy of your pride. But I stand with chastity and I mean every word off my tongue. It is true that the barbaric men choose, with their prejudice to woe your physical vulnerability.

In this land where rage is depicted through ignoble deeds, generosity is the most feeble attribute. On an encounter, would you succumb to a resourceful man? I hope not, and you dare not. I can not provide a strategy as fate runs the lives today.Justice is only a word, and the Constitution is provides a thousand interpretations that can even prove a terrorist innocent, but…

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Plead the Fifth

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Plead the Fifth.”

“What are your plans ahead?” – People.

“I plead the fifth” Me. *While I’m killing the person 127578th time in my head*

“It’s really tough to survive out there, people will try to run you over”People.

*sits down next to them and sympathetically looks into their eyes* I don’t care.Me.


All through life most people cannot wait for a chance to step into the real world- Anticipating the chance to have more fun and more opportunities to do things that were always looked upon as being mature and cool. I’ve incessantly appreciated the idea of not being what people expect me to be. Sometimes I fail to believe so. I can surely blame myself but that’s not it. There’s more. There will always be more. Because people. Well hello? I’m under no obligation to make sense to anyone.

I honestly have no clue about my plans ahead!  I’m a pessimist, yes, but that doesn’t make me want to think my life in black and gray. I have painted a picture in my mind which has money, lessons, memories and lots of nutella jars. I don’t know the “how” and “when” but I do know the “why”. Because I know how much I’m asking for. There is a fine line between being concerned and being a pop-up nag.

Pop-up Nags – (n.) People who constantly pop-up in your life with feckless and cyclical questions who generally mistake their imagination with their memory.

Well, I don’t remember how I came up with this word but its close enough. The principle is quite familiar to the word “pop-up ad”. The similarity between “pop-up ads” and “pop-up nags” is that they both are a form of advertisements. Some are advertisements for a good cause but fails to differ (meaning some people who ask just for the sake of asking) while the others are existing just to annoy the human race. What better way to get a person to a specific level than to put advertisement right in their face whether they want it or not? That’s what I think when they ask me about my plans ahead. I’m twenty and there’s just so much to think. How can I manage to encapsulate all my thoughts and queries about my future in few sentences? I have so much to learn yet and I cannot wait to face my challenges and fail in some, because that is my contemporary plan and I’m sticking to it.

So that’s THAT!

Is that too much for pleading the fifth?

Maybe. Maybe not.

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P.S – This question really vexes me. So much so that I nearly began to rant about the society, about which I love to criticize. If only I could say “asdfghjkl” in real life.

*sigh*

Not That Kind Of Girl by Lena Dunham – 12 Favorite Quotes.

Lena Dunham’s, “Not That Kind Of a Girl” is one of the most honest and felicitous read yet. Dunham’s memoir is divided into five parts – Food, Body, Work, Love & Sex and The Big Picture – a mixed bag of emotions with essays and lists ranging from uproarious to acute. Dunham’s writing is bewitching and profane at the same time which makes its aboriginal and one of its kind.

Where once wretched memoirs were in vogue in the publishing world, now it is books by young women writing about usually described as “all their flaws” which means everything that happens from sex to fame in life, which is why I enjoyed each and every expression and contemplation she shared.

Talking about thoughts, I have extracted 12 of my favorite quotes from Dunham’s book which are unreservedly awe-inspiring.

 

 So here are the 12 quotes which really knocked me to six:

“There is nothing gutsier to me than a person announcing that their story is one that deserves to be told, especially if that person is a woman.” 

“Look over at the person beside you. Do they meet these criteria? If not, remove them, or remove yourself. You’re better off alone.”

“The end never comes when you think it will. It’s always ten steps past the worst moment, then a weird turn to the left.”

“When someone shows you how little you mean to them and you keep coming back formore, before you know it you start to mean less to yourself.”

“There is so much I’ve shared, and so much that’s been crushed by the sharing. I never mourned it, because it never mattered.”

“Besides being gross, these images of sex can also be destructive. Between porn and studio romantic comedies, we get the message loud and clear that we are doing it all wrong.”

“It’s not brave to do something that doesn’t scare you. Performing in sex scenes that I direct, exposing a flash of my weird puffy nipple, those things don’t fall into my zone of terror.”

“I’m not jealous in traditional ways – of boyfriends absorbing bank accounts – but I do covet other women’s styles of being.”

“I consider being female such a unique gift, such a sacred joy, in ways that run so deep I can’t articulate them. It’s a special kind of privilege to be born into the body you wanted, to embrace the essence of your gender even as you recognize what you are up against. Even as you seek to redefine it.”

“Ambition is a funny thing: it creeps in when you least expect it and keeps you moving, even when you think you want to stay put.”

“I decided then that I will never be jealous. I will never be vengeful. I won’t be threatened by the old, or by the new. I’ll open wide like a daisy every morning. I will make my work.”

You’ve learned a new rule and it’s simple: don’t put yourself in situations you’d like to run away from.”

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Have a lovely weekend you all ❤

A Moment.

Looking down to a porch where the Bluebells grow
Next to them the wild garlic will show
An old dusted swing creeks with a century of age
With brand new shoots and the sun they crave
A crystal clear thought to sublime and make my nest
Flows in my conscious what Sir Milton thought of the rest
The gentle swooping wind swifts down like dive bombing planes
In a field of pure sunset like country lanes
In the distance a Wood Pigeon coos
And the rest of the birds also voice their views
Beneath this sunset filled velvet persian sky
Hear the distinctive sound of a Pheasant cry
As dusk sets in with moon rising higher
far away glows a farmers pyre
Soon to come the majestic Bat
Skillfully collecting Moth and Gnat
Stood up to the wind debating on directions
A moment screaming perfect kind to non-fiction
Twelve hundred seconds of the life spent
And I shall call this My Moment.

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Blogger Note: I am on a weekend get-away at a hill station where my brother studies in a boarding school. Today I found myself sitting here at an old swing, reading Paradise Lost by JOHN MILTON. Maybe that’s why I was inspired to express my Moment in a form of poem.
It was simply magical. 🙂
Have a lovely weekend ❤

NYFW – Victoria Beckham blends Military and Apron style stitched with Sexy!

Having successfully infiltrated the fashion world, Victoria Beckham now occupies a very diverse position within the New York Fashion web of power and influence than she did in the days when she was marketing her own glamorous lifestyle in the form of figure-flattering date dresses.

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David Beckham with Vogue editor Anna Wintour

Victoria Beckham is proving to be a dab hand at navigating the void between, taking silhouettes and styles that are just beginning to come into fashion industry focus and distilling them into slick, glossy collections that make new ideas appealing and palatable. (Of course, having David Beckham in the front row doesn’t hurt.)

Her latest collection, for spring/summer 2015, began with a series of three taupe linen dresses and coat-dresses, each falling to just below the knee, each with a wrapover or double breasted fastening, each worn with a half-belt, which narrowed the silhouette while keeping the line soft and fluid.

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The midi skirt, the double-breasted jacket or coat, the lean-but-loose silhouette are all looks which were floating around the fashion zeitgeist before but which Beckham has – with this collection, and elements of the one before – taken and made her own. Hemlines stayed below the knee for 26 out of the 32 outfits in this collection, a confident statement of belief in the trend from a woman whose toned legs, in short dresses, once formed a key part of her personal brand.

The show was the first for which Beckham had designed shoes under her own brand. There was not a stiletto to be seen: instead, she embraced the voguish trend for a profound, less feminine shoe. Heels were colossal platforms, and most of the shoes were smooth. A floral-embellished, pointy loafer-brogue amalgam was the standout.

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Double breasted element in Victoria Beckham style.

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To sum up, apron-styling, square patch pockets and soft military detailing lent a work-wear edge to the trademark genteel Beckham aesthetic.

“I wanted something minimal and graphic with a slightly raw element. Over the seasons I’ve loosened up the fit of my clothes – but they still make you look long and lean, they’re still wearable.” – Victoria.B

RE-LAPSED LOVE!

 Hi! I’ve been too much into poems lately. I draft it and then trash it away (Oh! the irony!! ). Well, today I’m posting a poem I wrote on this day back in High School related to, obviously “Love”. When I re-read it today, I was like “Yuck! This doesn’t even make sense!” but  my friend Pray (who hates his name because it’s a verb) told me, “If it didn’t make sense to you.. you wouldn’t have written it” and I knew somewhere that though it’s stupid, I loved it anyway. I was so vulnerable back then, but when I see how far I have come from the last bench, corner row I think I am the most vulnerable now in the present than I was back then. Love is weird, and this poem is even more weirder.  

IF…

If love is full of ups and downs, then why does it go side-by-side?

If a man has got his basic needs, then why is it incomplete without love?

If love entails understanding, then why it devises misunderstanding?

If love is never-ending, then why does it has voids in between?

If love is splashing affection, then why is hatred is so de-hydrating?

If love is so sensitive, then why do we feel numb?

If love is real and true, then why are people so fake and false?

If love is like a game for some, then why do people live by the same rules?

If love is blind, then why can’t people cure it?

If love is about changing ones life, they why do people end up changing the definition of love instead?

If all these questions are too easy to answer, then how about this one…

IF LOVE IS SUPPOSED TO BE BEAUTIFUL, THEN WHY DOES IT CAUSE PAIN?

*hides under the blankie*

Have a great day!

-A