My corner

This wasn't supposed to be a post post or a boast post but I really wanted to share this.

One thing's for sure: anybody having an impression about me being the intellectual kinds is in for a surprise. Don't say I didn't warn you, I told you I'd read a chick flick/Rom com over fictitious bull anyday.

Not that romcoms aren't fictitious or that I lack imagination. Just that it's easier to imagine a nerd falling for a jock and her for him rather than "magic ",wizardry, robo-fictions, sci-fis... You get the hang.

Not that I'm looking down upon or compelling people to look at them with contempt, I'm just trying to put it out there that Rom com readers are readers as well, so don't judge.

This is my little corner. Every girl visiting me says it's cute :-P . Every guy rolls his eyes. Predictable.
The wall is not pink, inclining more toward a mauve -purplish shade. There are a few toys that I managed to hide from my mum's hands and eyes; she btw was planning to give them away to my cousins or wherever she found kids as she did with all the other toys I used to own once upon a time.

The dog, has no nose giving you a fair idea of how full of fury I was even as a kid, violent though on the surface and to everyone I'm always this peaceful young kid. Back then, this dog was the "thang", you had to have it! The penguin justifying my pingu obsession- a cartoon(clay) on pogo. The bunny, oh come on, it's just toooo adorbs! 
The two barbies whose hair(s) have been through some 3rd degree of torture as I tried sketchpens on them,  shampoos and hairsprays :-/ despicable me!
And cars! Those are my granpas. He was an automobile engineer. Somehow I feel deeply connected to him. Never got to meet him/see him as he died when dad was in his teens. But people say I look like him, so we cool granpoppy!!!
That's the uppermost storey.

The bottommost one has a doctor doctor kit. I guess that's Asian parenting. Will throw your dolls, will keep doctor set/mechanix,  get it?
There is a small wrought iron table chair set, it's so pretty.  As a kid I'd dream of a house with a garden where I would keep such a set. Now seeing the way I keep my room, I think a garden is too much to deal with :-P.
A fairy with discolored dress or rather yellowed white dress. She was given to me by my best friend. This came instead of an apology. We had a fight. As kids whenever we fought, mum would somehow get me to be the bigger person,  to apologize or take the smaller seat or whatever. But when this happened, neither of us spoke. One day she showed up with this.  I guess this was her friendship to me. There was never any apology or even acceptance/acknowledgment of the fact that something was wrong. A gift could set things straight, right? Uhm sadly, not for me, not now atleast.
Moving on to the little wooden man, he had a partner. He fell out I guess (wink) sorry lame. They were both men, no women/female doll. Hence never differentiate.
A shoe pair (canvas) I had just begun painting a year back.
And a major part of my growing up/schooling. Tinkle comics. I had around 200 of them. How wouldn't I? Aunts, cousins and relatives' hand me downs, weekly subscription, random stall buying! I loved them! It helped me with creative thinking .
Very creative (lol).

The middle storey, it started and grew only after 10th grade! My babies- my books! All fictitious love stories. Either they are mainstream rom-coms or fiction ending in a small love story.
Meg Cabot is like half of it. It started with Avalon high, that the same friend of mine gifted. She said the cover is pretty. As I mentioned I used to pretty much hate reading, except for Eva Ibbotson's books (3 only I had read). Then Avalon high changed my read life! :'p!
Avalon high, you didn't ask though, is a book about how this girl discovers everything in her new school resembles king Arthur's life and just when she begins to believe her boyfriend is the reincarnation of king A., she figures she was wrong all along and that she is him. It was cool! Too cool :-P and I know this is fiction but come on, the description of the guy is just so amazing!
Then I began on this unstoppable spree of buying all Meg books except what she is truly known for,  the Princess diaries. I somehow didn't and still don't want to read it, I've surpassed that age. Then came Alyson Noel,  Sarah Dessen, Chetan Bhagat, Anuja Chauhan! I can now proudly say that in the vacations I've had after 10th grade, I've successfully completed 57 novels <3! Lol! Like that's huge! I know there are voracious readers,  but hey, be kind. It's a start, am atleast starting somewhere. And who is competing anyway! Am doing it all for the amazing experience and the world that they take me into! I still am in the hangover of a book named " just listen " . Finished it last night!
Don't count the no. of books on the rack. They could be deceiving. I'm yet to read 5 of those and 10 books of mine my mum has dhapo-fied! :'(

So that's all! My little corner!
Ok bye :-P

  - Appiqué <3

PS: Small note:

Just do me this little favor.
I don't mind you being brutally honest but if you don't or you do like an article I write, write it in the comments section.

You have no idea how happy that'll make me, even if it's weird, even if you think the article sucks, just let me know there. And if there is an article that you really like like, that you think is either well written or share worthy then share it on Facebook.
You don't have to if you don't think it's worth. But if you do, then share it on fb.

Unless ofcourse this blog is repulsive to you :-P

People have been kind enough to read and appreciate but I'd like to see them do that in the comments
1. Because that's the soul purpose of that section
2. I can read and review those at even later in life.

Thanks for reading this stupid note, and putting up with all the stupidity on this blog :-P but hey, crazy is cool :-P

-Appiqué<3

The DOCTOR game, powered by Gooogle :-P

Hello Appickles! What is up?
I got an internship! Yayy! Yes? Yes? No. Just no.
Hospital internships were supposed to be a part of our syllabus but now aren't. So my college group decided to get one and here we are wondering why? Though a lot of wonderful things we have seen, but just having figured how non functional the management is and how sad it is to be a patient in the country has taken away the remnants of the innocence chromosome from our DNA, I swear. Corporate politics, no no no, strict no.
But, but we all have also partly lived our dream of wanting to be a doctor by  observing surgeries standing inside an OT, seeing how multi-crore machines work and breakdown, by roaming about in the ICCU and ICU and departments that have given a call about non functional equipments! I heart heart biology!
So that day we were in the OT watching a neurosurgery and tumor removal and the smell of cautery,  so pungent so in your face, just made us all nauseous. It is so freaking strong. Having a wholesome lunch post that surgery was such a task. I couldn't get it's taste out of my mouth. Happens to you? Please say yes. When you smell something that is soooo strong, strong raised to the power of 100, so strong that you almost believe you can taste it? Like passing by a garbage can... You can taste the banana peels and puke and the bile rises up. .
Three days down and cautery is one constant taste in my mouth, not leaving it like a stubborn relative. It's there no matter how many times I brush, use mouth washes, tongue cleaner, eat something that's extra spicy, extra sweet, no no no!
Also all this running around, trains, metro, rickshaw catching, walking and the innumerable hours of standing while observation rounds are on have taken a toll on my health as well. The Mumbai heat (rains are apparently playing hide and seek with us, their turn to hide seeming long enough to be labelled as infinity) coupled with all the chicken and egg and sea food dishes I've had in the past few days have resulted in many ulcers and boils :'(
So what do you do when an troupe of ulcerinas show up in your mouth suddenly? I googled. And google, as much as I love it and am continually fascinated by it,  sometimes symptom checking could scare the shit out of me.
How normal people google symptoms:
- Type cold and sore throat
- Let's see, priority low... Uhm ok normal flu. I guess I'll just sleep over it and we'll see a doctor if this worsens or persists.
How I google symptoms:
  - ulcers
  - related searches: ulcer outbreak click
  - search results: 150 diseases with ulcer outbreak: ulcers, canker sores, depression, herpes, cancer, death..
  - does my ulcer have a red circle with white interior -yes
  - do I have sore throat: uhm come to think of it, I do feel a little sore.
  - fever: lets see. .. Oh shoot, I feel warm! (starts getting nervous)
  - stomach flu? Oh shit, yes. . Ouch see my stomach hurts
  - numbness: uhm I slept on my left hand yesterday and it did get real numb.
  - do you have anaemia? Yes
  - do you have high wbc count? I might have it
  - do you feel nauseous: YES!
  - do you feel dizzy: letters are blurring out! My head is spinning
  - * breakdown begins*
  - * sobbing begins*
  - Mummmmmmmm * yells* I think I might have cancer!
 
Well yeh, that's pretty much how I google symptoms and results . I enter 2 clauses and come out witha handful of fatal diseases, because hello, what's the guarantee? :'(
My doctor calls me nuts and I don't see a reason why he shouldn't. The last 2 times I visited him, I asked if I had cancer or diabetes or was dying!
Am majorly hypochondriac in some cases and in some health issues, I just go " meh"
But google doctor is dayumn scary! Had the world worked that way we'd all be dead,  popping self prescribed or random stranger prescribed disastrous pills. You know you have those people on yahoo answers giving you names of drugs! Man!!! Taking such advices is living dangerously in the true sense!
Do you do this too? Let me know.
Sorry for not having posted for a long time (as if you care :-P) . I guess exams just sucked all the creativity out of me! I had been topicless for a looong period. I recently just came up with 7-8 topics!
I know I know the writing's awkward. Give it some time, I'll try bouncing back!
Till then happy holidays fellow engineering pals! :-P
  - Appiqué <3

Having a best friend:

( Very quick, very spontaneous, very brainless... Don't judge, no proof reading done. Sorry. Kbye)

Having a best friend means having a person with whom your comfort zone expands to a plot of several acres, but only a best friend knows that even though humongously huge, the plot is finite in size nonetheless. They know their boundaries. They know what can push you into a shell, a dark place so they will never do things to put you there. And once you love someone to that extent you don't have to be super conscious as to if you accidentally say something wrong. You can't. You just can't.

Having said that your best friend will always make things awkward, joke about you, pull your leg but nothing offensive. They'll probably give you an obvious nudge infront of your crush, keep a folder called "embarrassing pics. Blackmail.com" and give you the weirdest presents like undies or bra on your birthday!

Your best friend knows you at the back of their hand. They know each and every detail about you. And they haven't acquired it using stalkerish skills. You  have entrusted them with so much of info about you that they are like your 80gB backup hard drives.

They don't judge, whether it's that mountain sized pimple bang in the middle of your face or your facial peach fuzz or those days when it looks like your body hasn't come even an inch close to wax or some blade. Simply put, if you walk into the auditions of king Kong part 7, they will without a doubt give you the lead part. No silly not the girl in that gorilla's hand but the gorilla himself.

They don't have to like what you do but they know what you like and you know theirs. Best friends aren't supposed to be clones, you don't have to find someone who likes the same color, actor, movie,  etcetera.
You can keep opinions that are poles apart, take fun shots and joke about each other's likings without hurting each other and have a ball!!!

They have seen your ugliest pics and still want to be with you.
You are the dirtiest version of what you have ever been but they want to be with you.

You sometimes don't contact them for a looong looong time but one call and they are your doorstep with an ear as huge as an elephant's to listen to what you have kept locked in for such a long time.

You don't have to go shop with them, spend all your waking time with them, talk to them daily,  talk about them or remind them of your existence. They know how you are and most importantly, they are there. Through whatever medium it is, they will always support you when you are right and when you deserve the  support. If they support you when you are on the absolute worst and shittiest track then they are not best friends or even friends.

Best friends are your private property. Your very own personal treasure or asset of some kind. You absolutely "hate" when someone calls them best friend. No.
They are just yours to keep. You'll probably smile politely because chances are you haven't been friends for as long as that self proclaimed best friend has been but you know they love you and you boil inside but conceal it all, sometimes even try to act welcoming because you just love them so much.
Sadly a=b b=c hence a=c doesn't work in most cases.

Best friends  have nothing to be afraid of. They don't have to think of things like," what if I tell her I don't support this and she gets so mad that she leaves?" No. They will sit you down and tell you like it is. Sometimes it'll be followed by a slaaaaaaaaam slap across your face or a butt kick. But it's allowed. They're allowed.
You will find yourself saying... Idk why she does this, I mean you are allowed, with you it's ok but not her. And you don't have an explanation for this biased treatment.

They are some sexy people,  best friends.
  - Appiqué <3

Virtual guilt

"Ok so this is weird. The fact that the video is going so viral."

Hey everyone! How are you? Good? Are you sure? Because you have to be online to read this and going by the fact that you were blown away by that video, that it swept you off your feet and took you to another dimension making you realize how everything you are doing is so wrong and how you are missing out on life, I don't think you are doing that well.

Well I'm talking about the video- " this video will make you speechless- look up generation"

And hold it right there, before you start just skimming past and reaching the comment section to say," you suck. You don't get the video. You hater.. You mean bitch", this isn't a hate post, I don't hate the video. In fact I believe it's really well made and I like the script. I really do. I swear I don't care much if u want to display hatred in the comments section but you should know am not a hater.
Now that I've cleared that up, let me jump straight into it? What part of it did you not know already to be blown away by it?

Did you not notice the awkward moment when you meet your friends that you are only used to chatting with, for the very first time face to face? Did you not know that it is extremely annoying and not to forget down right rude to go clickclacking on your phone when you are out with friends who are trying to initiate a convo? Did you not know that even though you talk  to so many people every single day, you put yourself to sleep wishing you had that one friend to meet every day/night evening just for a walk ot something?

Do you not miss those days when you would get ready and go and stand under your friend's building and shout out his/her name asking if they were going to come down? Don't you miss those days when you would call that friend up- you knew their routine so well... You could almost hear those little sounds the spoons or plates (was going to say cutlery, but sounds so fancy :-P) make so you would be able to tell they are eating and that made you feel all the more special. Come on! Friend over food means  some serious amount of friendship! Do you not miss all the human interaction? Listening to someone laugh at your jokes rather than receiving a lol or roflmao? Or being there for a friend and being able to listen to someone sob? Because if a person cries infront of you they bare their soul out to you, unless they are "awwal darje" ka crybabies.

If you don't, then you are a bot! Don't hack my blog please :'( !
:-P

That or you are a little dead on the inside. You need human interaction. After staying cooped up in a room for days, you will wake up one day suddenly just wanting to meet someone, anyone. You would not be picky about who or what or even where...

What part of it didn't you know? Did you not know you can't feel a virtual hug/kiss? You may feel all warm on the inside when you receive a " I love you." message but you do realize that nothing makes it remotely comparable to the moment when someone looks into your eyes and with every bit of courage he/she has says it to you and then the hug-the warmth of it is unparallel. Or all those little things that occur in the honeymoon phase of a relation- holding hands, looking at each other, resting your head on his/her shoulder, etc...

Did you not know that receiving a " it's over" via whatsapp is stupid and cowardly and that one would always want to look into the eyes of the "dumper" and get their questions answered because it is unbelievably soothing to see guilt on his/her face. Even if their decision is for the best, it kills a little part of you and you have all the right to expect an apology from them for wronging you.

You knew these things. You knew them, you know them now and you will always know it.

Technology has definitely reduced the barrier of distance but created virtual distances. Distances that you can't cross using public transport, it's distancing of the heart from another and also attenuating your self esteem and confidence to approach and initiate convos slowly but steadily.

You knew all of it.

So why were you speechless? When a person - let's say a young educated person smokes or drinks, he/she is aware of its hazards. Now it's upto them to do it in limits or go completely nuts and get super addicted and totally high justifying it with a "YOLO" tag.

Everything in moderation is good. And overdose of anything... Anything is bad,technology being no exception to that saying.

What I resent is that people went crazy over that video and began over sharing it... They tweeted, retweeted, shared on fb, insta, whatsapp and all sorts of social media. I can confidently say that around 30+ of my friends shared it on fb.

You see a video, it leaves you mind boggled and stunned and is like a ray of realization and what do you do? Instead of shutting off your phone and meeting a friend or going and talking to someone or even better going and showing it to them in person to see the priceless reaction on their face, you indulge in more of social media.

Wait.

Let that sink in.

Pat yourself... Now.

Well done. :|

Instead of deciding, you know what I'm going to not carry my phone when I just go down to meet a friend, you take it and you continue your annoying shitty habit of tik tikking during an on-going conversation.

Wait a minute, let me reply to this message having unmatched level of importance at this hour of the day and this very second. Just hold on....
:-/

I'm not saying I am no social media slave. I am.  I'm hella addicted to Facebook and whatsapp. But atleast I am honest and not a hypocrite, sharing the video with a tag " opened my eyes, let's learn from this" only to share it even more on such platforms.

Such a f#-ed up gen we are!

So screwed up.

People literally post shit nowadays... Now don't give me that " to each his own" shit. Nice use of language but no, I don't want your shitty saying. You are going against the very purpose of that video or was that video even made with that purpose?

Your over sharing makes overthinkers over think about the fact that what if it was just a way to induce some guilt in us so we like and share, because let's be honest... A video speaks to you and you share it. Ouch that hurt, let's share. So what if that was the very purpose- instant likes.

Poverty in India- check
Drought in Africa-check
Cruelty on animals- check
Hurt puppy/kitten- check

What shall we do next? Uhmmm let's create the concept of virtual guilt.

Yes I overthink, yes I believe that the video had a good intention but you guys screwed it up for me.

Yes this post is over.

Peace out,
  -Appiqué<3

Poem 2:

Here's another poem.
It may seem lascivious, but I swear I was just intending to capture the magic of a kiss, esp of a couple that has a lot of chemistry.
Don't be too harsh if you don't like it.

(NOTE: The author of this blog has no experience in this domain but has seen and read a fair share of romcoms.)

A sealing kiss

Can you tell your hands from mine
When so tightly, they are intertwined
I can feel your sweet breath on my face
As we lie close enough to occlude any space
A finger of yours slides down my cheek
And it makes me, on my knees, go weak
Your eyes shine with a naughty tint
You finally seem to have picked up all my subtle hints
You brush away those strands on my shoulder
So close we stand, heartbeats audible to one another
You bend down and plant a kiss on my neck
My stomach collapses like a house storm
wrecked
I turn to push you a little away
Your grasp makes it clear, you are not going anywhere
Cup my face and pull me close
My face now rubefacient, glows
In a voice so humble, you ask" May I, Miss?"
I rush in quickly and seal it with a kiss.

Facebook dp abusers- which one are you?

Another category segregation post! Yea I know,  I know... Booooring! But I'm still going to upload it... Oops I already did * evil grin*
Ay what's up, y'all!
Had it worked the way I wanted it to, the world I mean, I would start a YouTube channel and put up videos rather than writing these posts. But neither do I know the ABCs of the video editing world, nor do I think I'm a prospective candidate for a viral YouTuber! So without further ado, I shall begin with types of Facebook picture uploaders!
Type 1. The " beast"

You all know this one person in your friend-list. He is a self proclaimed "beast". These put up pictures of themselves in the gym,  pictures with gym buddies and gym equipment or a selfie -shirtless or purposely lifted to expose their mid riffs and protein filled abs. Frankly the ones that work their way to that kind of a body via working out  deserve appreciation but not the booster buffs. Protein shake stocking isn't standing ovation worthy. These remind me of balloon animals... I sometimes want to put a pin through their skin just for a quick check.
Type 2. The poet-not!

These include people who have a very normal looking or at times, weird looking picture or a beautiful DSLR picture of nature/close up of some object or something with a completely unrelated quote/phrase/fancy poem/song written in the tag line/ description. The description will almost make you gag 99% of the times or cause you to say " no no no" for an infinitely long duration of time. I've seen a lot of girls do this. It makes no sense to me. It's a very pixelated, blurry image with a duck face pose and the quote reads " if a man doesn't love you at your worst, he doesn't deserve you at your best!" . You will inevitably have a " :|" expression upon encountering such pictures.
Type 3. The expressionista!

I love these people. They will have a collage of all the pictures where they have weird expressions, where they go complete nuts. Crazy pictures are sooo awesome! But sometimes, not always. If they discover a stupid expression that makes them look cute/decent they continue to hold that pose for all the pictures that follow. It then becomes a very " meh" thingy.
Type 4. The "control c+ control v"

How? I really need to know how these people are so consistent. They will have the same pose, same smile, same hairstyle in allllll of their pictures. ALL! With descriptions " at the movies" " fun time at the beach" " sad" " overjoyed".... ALL with the same pose.
Type 5. The "plastic surgeon"

Now these are again divided into 2 categories: 1. The natural: a fake pout or purposely accentuating all the wrong portions of your body by using clever posing techniques ! 2. The artist: a photoshop master! Though if you've got a creative eye, you will be able to make out where the brushes have done their job.
Type 6. The free effects

I'm guilty of being a member of this. I use soooo many filters and effects. I love bokeh, soften and b&w way too much. But that does not make it right. We go overboard so many times.  I used to also use stickers. And now when I see kids do that and use the tag " hardcore" " Yolo" , I cry a little at how retarded I was( sometimes- am).
Type 7. The "chumbak/magnet"

Let's just say if they were YouTubers they would be vloggers. These use, uh no abuse the front cam of their phone way too much. They will always have an arm in the pic and they will be sticking to a new person in every other pic, with the person either looking  super uncomfortable or enjoying the supreme body contact.
Type8: the #hashTagAbuser

"Hashtags make it possible to group messages, since one can search for the hashtag and get the set of messages that contain it."-Source:wiki.Twitter sparked it and instagram provided the oxygen to fuel this volcano of hashtags that this person has got to post. A simple picture of a landscape and this person takes it up as a challenge to find out all elements in it (#friends #RoadTrip #trees #sogreen #water #freshair #air #car #farms #yucky #lagaanFeel #ddljkhet #srkBecauseIMentionedDdlj #Dhabha #dhabhaFoodCausesDiarrhoea #natureIsKawaii :| :-/ )
A girl in my FB friend list had a tag #osamFun. How the hell and why would someone search and stumble upon awesome spelled as Osam. She could have just added an "a" at the end to make it funny.
Please let us all look into our friend list, find out this bugger and explain the role of a hashtag or atleast exterminate such humans from the face of "facebook" haha (lame).
Type 9: the "face canvas"

If you haven't yet figured out, these are people who cannot be heard in dps because their make up is sooo loud. They are virtually dead as they are "buried" under 5 layers of bb cream, lotion, compact, eye make up stuff, etc. They literally color their face. Literally. My personal favorites are the ones that use neon stuff. If there is a power cut, you can always rely on their light emitting superpowers! :-D
Type 10: the self proclaimed divas.

Girls mostly, but sometimes guys too cross the line. These are people who will use #ootd way too much. Ootd-outfit of the day!
They find it necessary to mention in the form of hash-tags or proper list type description, what all they are seen wearing in the pic. From the dress to accessories to makeup to perfume... Everything!
Type 11: the ignorant

These will either have a very small extremely blurry image of themselves or they will have a car/bike/actor /actress picture,  not just once but 3-4 copies of the same image in their album. You almost want to say this to them: You had one job, one job -to upload a pic.
Type 12:the Embarrassingpics.pvtltd

These are guys or girls that would update Embarrassing pics of themselves. Like pics when they were totally high, sweaty pics post some extreme DJ dance parties just to tell the world- I am sooo cool! I don't give a damn about my dps when I partay!
If you see statuses including words- drunk, Yolo, party like no tomorrow, swag, hangover, beer, nightlife then you've found a member of this species.
So those were,  according to my reports(which are very impulsively made and never proofread), the top 12 species of the Facebook dp world. If you find yourself in one of those categories, congratulations you are addicted to Facebook. If not, congratulations, you have an exciting life. :-P
And now, I shall take your leave.
  - Appiqué<3