On Femininity, Role Models and Kristen Stewart

“I have realized that you can close yourself off to life if you put walls up, but it’s a difficult thing. You can’t see over, people can’t see in, and you also can’t see out. So I’ve gotten quite comfortable with just being unafraid. I keep saying the same thing: it’s not about being fearless but really just embracing the fears and using them.”

-Kristen Stewart

Being a jeans and sneakers kind of a girl, even in 2014 and especially in you are in your 20’s, is considered as unfeminine and you get called a tomboy, more than a few thousand times. I have always been extremely shy and un-opinionated which makes me come across as a bit aloof. My friends grew into extroverted girly-girls and I waited patiently for that latent feminine gene in me to kick-start. I was the only girl left in my entire group who continued to dress outside the confines of stereotypical feminine style. While my friends were happily slapping on makeup and walking around in stilettos, I was still trying to figure out how to apply eyeliner without taking my eye out. Then a couple of years ago, all of that changed. I stopped trying to be what everyone else expected me to be and decided to be myself. Très cheesy, I know. What had caused that change? Kristen Stewart.

Poirot's Little Grey Cells

Hello everyone!

My first Agatha Cristie novel was the very famous, "Murder of Roger Ackroyd" which made me feel extremely naive and dippy. Anyone who has read that book will understand my feelings of being left out in the cold and subsequent trust issues related to other Agatha Christie novels. I have always loved mysteries and thrillers, although my love for the former almost eclipses other genres.

During my preteen and early teens, I was obsessed with reading Nancy Drew, and Hardy Boys. I have bought and borrowed many other thrillers, crime and mystery books by authors such as John Grisham, Robert Crais, Dan Brown, etc (very basic, I know) but it was Agatha Christie's novels that remained my favourite in this category. To me, the only close contender is JK Rowling's "The Cuckoo's Calling" and "The Silkworm".

Two Weeks of Nothing

Hello everyone!

Enthusiastic, outgoing, social, charming are just some of the adjectives that no one will ever use to describe me. If one does use such adjectives, he or she is either insane or has uncovered new depths of sarcasm. After an exceptionally long and dull fortnight, I stepped out of my house. I was kind of impressed with my short- term self imprisonment in the name of "won't-go-out-and-you-can't-make-me".

No, I am not depressed or miserable. Being alone isn't a scary thought for me because I find myself particularly delightful. I strongly believe that if you don't like your own company, you can't expect people to like you either.

This is what a bored girl does when her social life is lacking because she can't be bothered to put on pants: