5 things I’d like to be thrown out of my life in the coming year. If I could, obviously.

Hi everyone! I hope everyone is good. Happy December again. And maybe an early wishing of a happy new year? I know it’s been a rocky ride since the cursed year, and I know everyone else probably feels depressed by whatever the heck is going out there. And I also know that I’d be better off doing some worthwhile things rather than procrastinating over it. But, here I am.

There’s these things I absolutely DISLIKE (hate is a strong word haha) about me and my life. Whether scrolling endlessly or being too much of a weirdo (or showing off my bookworm side lol).

Time-wasting apps

Please, get out of my life. I don’t need you.

I sit at such apps for a long time, scroll and scroll and find nothing. Except a few moments of laughter after reading a joke. That laughing isn’t even qualified as laughing, it’s just hot air coming out of my nose (try it). Zero productivity.

What I’d like instead: More productivity and a brain that makes me realize “You’ve been staring at this app for too long, get back to your work.”

Clutter

You deserve to be in the trash and not in my room.

Sadly, clutter doesn’t go anywhere. Instead it just piles up. My room is literally, cluttered, ALL THE TIME. Some of you might relate to this. I’m not a minimalist. I do not go repeating “less is more”. I have probably as many things in my room as the number of ants in the world. And let me tell you, the ants, are a lot.

What I’d like to do instead: De-clutter, get rid of my materialistic attachment and throw away things I don’t need.

My lack of being organized

Somehow related to my previous point. I’m just very lazy to keep things organized. Just like how I find socks in bookshelves. The problem is that I organize and clean something very passionately, and it stays like that for a while. Then I end up making a mess of everything soon after, because I keep thinking “Oh I’ll get back to cleaning this, but later.”

And by judging me as far as you know me, do you think “that later” ever came?

My book slump

I haven’t been able to read books the way I did before. Maybe it’s bad book recommendations (ahem, help me book bloggers), but I’ve lost my reading “touch”. I am not that passionate about it as I was before, I’m not that hooked to even good books. So, the coming year, I want to throw out this book slump and say “come in” to more books!

Covid

GET OUT ALREADY.

Enough of this torture, Covid. Please go. If you don’t leave now, people are gonna start looking weird to me without their masks. Enough of this, us humans are tired.

What I’d like instead: Some freedom and a mask free life.


I recently got some honest feedback about my blog, that it was becoming too boring. I must agree with that. I haven’t soulfully written my posts in quite a while. Blogging is becoming a chore for me. More like an obligation. I seriously am thinking of quitting. But hopefully if the blog stats do well after this post, maybe I’ll stick around. (a little “blackmailing” never hurt anyone)

I really feel this post will do well. Because I wrote it truthfully, just being myself. I hope you enjoyed! The QOTD is-

Can I get some book recommendations!?

Leave your thoughts, and the answers!

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

Reviewing myself for the past year: 2021 edition

The pandemic has done good and bad to me. I wouldn’t write about my so-called vulnerability again, I’ve bored you enough with that previously. I’ve changed so much as a person, my friends who’ve met me now after 2 years ask me- “Are you sure you are you?”

You know, 2021 is almost over, and remember one of my first posts on the blog? I spoke about how I changed that year. This would be the second version of that.

A little by little, new changes kept adding up and sometimes, they pulled out a chunk of me or added three new more chunks extra (literally, too). The pandemic also exposed me to different things, like internet culture, aesthetics, *memes*, pop culture and even fandom culture.

I’ve become socially anxious. My friends called me, “that extrovert girl”, but I don’t totally live up to that. So the social anxiety slowly came by. The First step being less people-interaction (thank you, lockdown). Then came the texting period, where I began texting people. Then I only texted people.

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gif via GIPHY, CTTO.

Realizing that I was being too much of an in-the-corner-with-zero-social-interaction person, I began doing phone calls. But that too was only when the other person called me.

I hesitate to go to someone’s house to give something like a dish my mother made. You know, the typical Indian household thing where you need to give back the neighbor’s box with some food item you made, just because you cannot return something empty? I cannot get myself to do that. Not because I deem it a lowly thing to do (which it isn’t), but because I have zero knowledge about how to behave with Indian aunties or neighbors. Even if my parents taught me manners well.

Now since I am back at school, things are getting tougher. I do not know how to react to people I haven’t spoken with for around 2 years, but were friends of mine back then. It’s awkward. Plus, it gets hard to recognize people who’ve either doubled in length or in breadth.

Also, I‘ve become a bit of a perfectionist. Not a bit maybe. A lot, so much that it might be toxic.

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same, buddy, same. (via Tenor, CTTO)

My school assignments needs to be perfect, so to achieve that unattainable perfection, I spend a whole day to finish a small assignment. My mother says I take things too seriously because of that. I think that the partial reason of this cringe perfectionism is high expectations from myself.

I’ve been trying to decrease that. I’m slowly understanding that things aren’t meant to be perfect. And even though my peers have high expectations from me, they aren’t as high as the standards I set for myself. Self acceptance would get me out of it.

I’ve become more of a realist. I’ve been an optimist, whose encouraging people even if it’s practically and really impossible for that to happen. But this time, I think I’ve changed for the better. Living in the practicality is what I want, I’m going closer to being that person.

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Via Giphy, CTTO.

I speak too fast. Don’t know if this qualifies, but I used to be a very “clear” speaker, now I just rush faster than a Japanese Bullet train. My brain is thinking too fast, I’m not able to put it into words at a normal human pace. Yeah I know, my brain’s faster than normal brains. (Truth? No, it isn’t.)

The pandemic either changed me, or brought out my real colors. But I have this vision, a prospective, about who I am supposed to be. I want to be THAT confident, stubborn, independent chick who enjoys herself and is practical. I don’t know how close I am to that goal, but let’s say… halfway through?

And before I end today, I have a message for you. Or more, a reader and a blog pal does. I promised Harshita that there’d be a shoutout for a beautiful comment she wrote on a blog post of mine (read it if you’d like here).

All body sizes are not beautiful. No they are not. Beauty is something the society, we, created as a way to obtain the validity. It makes you think you are only valid if you have a pretty face and a curved body

All body sizes aren’t beautiful

But they are valid

We sometimes label people ‘looks’ based on their look. I mean, it can be a mental condition or it could be from birth or it might be in the genes et cetera. We create this idea of people in our heads without getting to know them.

Body positivity is really important. Every one should feel this validity with their own skin. You are not obliged to change yourself *cough* torture yourself *cough* for [the ]convenience of others.

Harshita/Aashi Rath @ words on fleek

So with that message, we end here. Namaste.

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

spending a rainy, winter day || ~rainy day log~

– written on December 1st


The morning of December the first. What a beautiful day to begin the last month that I have left of 2021. It’s probably the coldest it has ever been in our city. It’s been raining since the past… 12 and something hours. What’s even worse is that I had to be at school, giving an examination.

The worst weather is when it rains on a cold winter day. My friends and I shivered at school and by the time I got home, my limbs were frozen.

I took a warm bath and got dressed. Our house was even worse than the outside, the floors were freezing cold. I tiptoed and jumped on my way to the couch. I curled up into a ball, but nothing could save me.

But my rug would.

I got cozy in my rug and binge watched some television lazily, with nothing to do. Except I had to study for an examination that’s on the day after tomorrow. I had no practical energy to study chemistry or biology or physics on such a day, the body really doesn’t favor you, especially if it’s about studying.

Like a lazy cat that I am, I slept. I slept and enjoyed every moment of it.

I made hot chocolate for my “home-mates” a.k.a my mother, my sister and me. It didn’t matter how it tasted, the sole reason I wanted hot choc was because it contrasted the weather and comforted me.

I realized this was the perfect weather to read crime, I picked up a book to read~

I decided to study a bit, because I was supposed to be a *model* student, and wowza, I did make progress. That leaves me enough time to enjoy myself during tomorrow’s study leave, haha.

I made a few positive affirmations for myself. I feel I was a little low on self-esteem lately.

The only thing I want to do on such days is to curl up into a ball, get a book, some milk(not coffee, hehe) and head to my temporary utopia. I mean, isn’t that what anybody else would do?

glow in dark books lol.

What would you do on such a day? Let me know in our gala place, the comments.

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

P.S.- The blog’s been a lil low on stats lately, can I get some love on some recent posts pwease? Thank you!

A musical interview with Lili @lili’s-not-so-secret-diary! (A collab)

Today is a guest post, by Lili, a blogger who writes on her blog “Lili’s-not-so-secret diary”. In this post, Lili and I have a chat about one of our common interests: Music.


{Everything from here in italic and in preformatted text is me, and everything else is Lili!}

Hey Lili! I’m so happy to have you here! Before we begin, would you give a small little introduction about yourself from a musical perspective?

Hii! It’s cool to be here! *stares as if it’s a new room*
I’m Lili. A multistan, not a very big one though. I like to live by a few song lyrics and I absolutely love Yoongi’s lyrics the most. I like slow sad songs with like relatable lyrics (not the heartbroken love stuff 😂💀) and I also love rap songs! I dream of making my own music one day!

Speaking of your own music, I saw your covers on your blog, they’re awesome! On a scale of 1-10, how would you rate your singing?

Oooh thank you! I’d rate it like, a five? Or maybe six. I know there’s so much to improve on, and I’d love to improve! Like cleaner notes and pronunciation? I’ll have to figure that out. And oh, no butchered Korean 💀.

5 that's it? I love your determination to become better. Let's talk about your inspirations. I believe that you are a fan of many music fandoms. What was the very first fandom you joined?  

Yess, I’m a part of like *counts* eight fandoms- BTS’ fandom was the first one I joined. A.R.M.Y before any other fandom 👀

Pictures for mood board: Pinterest, Template from: Canva, Editing by: Divi
Oh yes, BTS! I'm obsessed too. Everyone our age is obsessed with music (or let’s hope-). Do you think you’d have the same pop obsessions/idols 10 years from now?  

Agreed! Yess, I think I would. I cannot get over a lot of music at the moment, so I think yes I might have the same song/band obsessions 10 years from now. I mean 10 years is a long time, and the idols will be living their comfort life and all, but their music will still exist, soo yeah.

That's a beautiful expression of what you think. Let's come back to the present. Which Artist’s concert would you go to, if you had the chance?


BTS! Now tell me how obvious this was 😭 You know their concerts have this different energy. It’s chaotic and cool at the start, but gets so sad at the end. I’d love to see myself screaming and cheering for them, I can totally imagine that-

A different energy, agreed. You'd have a few songs on your mind that give you some feelings. What are the top 5 songs you can think of right now?
  • BLACK (G-Dragon ft Jennie)
  • Next Level (Aespa) – I’m listening to this rn!
  • Paint the Town (LOONA)
  • Ddaeng (BTS)
  • Cry for Me (Twice)
Haha, I must admit, I love Ddaeng too much. Does your family share your musical taste?


No, no no not at all. My mom prefers bollywood and old songs, my sister prefers old English songs and here I am, obsessing over songs that are composed in a language that I don’t even understand 😌😂Singing those 25/8 in broken Korean 💅 Fan goals on point though.

Pictures for mood board: Pinterest, Template from: Canva, Editing by: Divi
Broken Korean, I can relate! But, If you could be any music artist right now, who would it be?


IU! I love IU so much. Her fandom is CHILLED. They’re probably the least toxic fandom tbh. And she has a beautiful voice like😫 I’d love to see what it feels like to be called the nation’s little sister!

What song would be the title track for your life right now?


BLACK (as I mentioned before). It’s just sad but beautiful.

What is your favorite music Genre?

K-pop 😂 Again, how obvious was that? I also like Pop, but I’m very choosy- Yep.

Pictures for mood board: Pinterest, Template from: Canva, Editing by: Divi, featured person: Jungkook (he kinda fit in the mood board somehow)
Open Spotify or whichever musical app you use to listen to music. Who are the top 5 artists you see in your library?


I see Wendy, Agust D, LOONA, TXT and BTS. 

Ooh great choices! Which lyric best describes yourself?


“Forever we are young

Even when I fall and hurt myself

I endlessly run toward my dream
(dreams, hopes, forward, forward)”
-Young Forever, BTS

I love them. Which lyrics do you "relate" to a lot these days?


Ooh there’s a lot!


1. I just want to be happier, am I being too greedy? – Blue and Grey
2. …..the living is wise if you never ever think twice – Paint the Town
3. I’m the same old me, I feel like I lost everything – Eight
4. All you wanna be is trendy, aggressive gimmicks, bad…. – HIP
5. I won’t change, I’m loving what I got, I wanna be me me me – Wannabe
6. You’ll never know unless you walk in my shoes….everybody sees what they wanna see, it’s easier to judge me than to believe – You Never Know

Like there’s sad stuff and then there’s like sassy stuff 😂

Haha, I love those variations! Random question: If you could go back in time to listen to a hit song when it was released, when would it be?


Hmm, maybe Exo’s “Love Shot”? That’s literally the only EXO song I like. I’d say IU’s ‘Lost Child’ but it isn’t THAT much of a big hit (armys see what i did there?)

Another random question: Which artist do you regret not discovering earlier?


BTS and LOONA. BLAME MY SISTER, FEEL FREE OKAY?

I'm sure we all have one song like this- Which song took you to a WHOLE NEW different reality?


Born Singer by BTS! I totally feel the harsh reality they faced through that one song. It’s my favourite one too!

Now since we're talking BTS. You’re an ARMY (that’s obvious after all these answers-), what do you think sets the Bangtan Boys different from other artists?


I like how they do so many different concepts. Also how chaotic they are, how relatable they can be with lyrics. I don’t like them only because they’re famous and look good, or just to go with the flow okay. And also their fandom, it’s like a huge talented family lmao. I think there’s a LOT more which I can’t think of, at the moment.

Okay, Quick question time! Kpop or Pop?


K-pop, how obvious was this again 😭 Sorry Pop lovers reading this, I do like some Pop though-

Best song ever?


That’s hard. I can’t really choose. But according to me I think it would be “Hello” by Joy. There’s no way you could dislike that song. It’s so cheerful and bright!

Best Album ever?


Wings! WINGS IS LITERALLY PERFECTION. Every song, every beat, every beat per minute- Okay let me stop. But it is perfect. Like have you heard Lie and MAMA? Don’t get me started on Stigma like HOW TO HIT THOSE NOTES TAEHYUNG?? And Cypher pt 4 🙄✋💅

2!3!, Begin, Wings, BS&T all of them together is just *chefs kiss* I love all the songs on that album. 

Pictures for mood board: Pinterest, Template from: Canva, Editing by: Divi, and oops- Jin is in the picture, because guess who else likes pink?
TRUE THAT! Now, Which song do you think is overrated and which song do you think is SO DAMN UNDERRATED? (state your reason so that you don’t get attacked oops-)


Overrated –
Rookie by Red Velvet, Growl by EXO. Please, don’t come at me but SM during that time wasn’t my vibe. I do not like them, and I feel like people wasted their time streaming that tbh. And if I were to give a song from BTS, it would be Boy with Luv. Don’t come at me, it’s the song that got me into BTS, but look at a point I got tired of it. I know BTS got a lot of fans from that era but still, I just don’t know how to explain this.

Underrated – People by Agust D, What do you think by Agust D, Sea (BTS Hidden Track) Like ‘people’ is BEAUTIFUL. Also Butterfly by LOONA, though I’m not sure if it was THAT underrated, it was supposed to be their first win I think. “When this rain stops” by Wendy is also beautiful and underrated according to me. Yep.

Do you like music on the basis of  the lyrics or groovy beats?


Lyrics. Just make more of an impact on me. 

Thank you so much Lili for bringing your musical genius to this post 😂  Any last words?

This was like a long post, but it was so fun! Took me like two hours to write all this :O but still. I’d just say that when everyone leaves, your music will stay with you. And yep! That’s the end of this post. Thank you so much for having me on your blog!

Once again, Lili, Thank you so much for this! Hoping to see more of your writings on your wonderful blog!


So ta-da! That was how this collab went, it was super fun. Make sure you visit Lili’s blog (she writes poetry and blogs about the random things in her life) before you leave!

And also,

Since this is a two-sided collaboration, Lili also happened to interview me. Find it here!

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

Highlighting a beautiful travel experience in Andhra Pradesh, India: Photo post#5

Hello there, blog readers!

I know, I’ve been gone for long. But just so you know and if you feel concerned, I’m still alive. I’ve just been pushing the drafting of this post to another day, because my thoughts didn’t feel collected. Now that I found time (finally), here I am.

Just so you know the context of this post, I’d gone for my Diwali vacations, as I mentioned in the earlier post, to my grandparents’ place, in Andhra Pradesh. Though I live in Pune, Maharashtra (which is, if you don’t know, FAR), I’m native to Andhra Pradesh. I don’t go there quite regularly, and it is more of an annual or occasional affair. That sadly also means I’m not that attached to the rest of the family that lives there.

Get ready for some pictures of landscapes and a complimentary animal misadventure🙂

Also, make sure you see this post on the original site because the blog graphics look best on the original blog! (if you’re using wordpress reader)

This was a b&w shot I took while our train was on a halt. It felt like one of those pictures you see in a history textbook.

As we crossed states, the millet crops and black soils vanished. While we neared, we saw vast fields of paddy fields and red soils. Not to be that geography teacher, but I’m awed by the beautiful transitions of the soil diversity even as I revisit the pictures again.

Flash forward to a few days later, I found myself at my aunt’s house, paying a visit. There’s a beautiful green farm, with cattle and chickens! I only managed to take pictures of a small cute calf because others were a bit…rude. And the chickens just ran away.

The calf’s name is moony, and he’s quite the opposite of the moon. Well, he’s black. On the roof, I could manage to catch a glimpse of him, somewhere. All alone.

“Wait- this human was on the roof, now she’s coming at me?”

“No, no, you’re not coming closer-“

“You’re a funny human you know, and is that my food you’re holding? can I eat it?”

*hides the phone and runs*

Thankfully, his unnamed sister is pretty calm. She’s pretty gentle.

The most exciting part was our trip to Rampachodavaram. That is a huge name, I agree. Break the word and read it again. Much of the photo post is about that place.

This place is a beautiful forest with cool waterfalls. This is one of the best memories I take back from here, apart from my jovial and fun cousins’ playtime, eating loads of sweets and spending time with family.

This place is kind of a very lesser known area, it’s not that popular, at least as of now. Who knows, this post might attract someone. (and there goes my feeble attempt to contribute towards Indian tourism)

Trees were coming closer to form a canopy like thing (sorry that I cannot put it to nicer words apart from “like thing”), and I understand that I dramatize things a LOT, but as and when you go deeper, the forest gets denser and dangerous.

On the way, we grabbed lunch. Not to mention the fact that there was no seating anywhere apart from a ginormous stone besides the waterfall (which was fine with me), there are a good amount of food stalls that give you bamboo chicken.

I don’t know if they do vegetarian, but I only know about chicken. The street vendors have huge grills with blazing flames where they put the bamboo on, that’s filled with chicken. It’s kind of the speciality in this region. And it did taste nice, apart from the fact that it was very spicy. Which is, again, fine with me.

We set off to go higher to find a better view of the waterfall, where there are less people. The path is rocky. Maybe that is why the picture above is blurry.

A few more wild shrubs and boring rocks-

That is how dense it gets as you climb uphill. But the denser it gets, the quieter it all seems. Just crickets in the background, and sticky skins. This place seems like somewhere Bear Grylls would go and build a house out of trees.

“Mr. Bear Grylls, you’re welcome to come here and build your new home…”

Wild mushrooms!

My dream house would be built somewhere near a waterfall like this. Waking up everyday to this, pleasant!

*also the fact that this forest hides potential wild life behind*

See that? Pretty, right?

Leaving all the beautiful things I’d seen there and coming back to live amongst buildings surely is angst mixed with nostalgia. It’s frustrating that I don’t get to live my native culture, while the rest of my family does. In Pune, everyone either speaks Marathi or Hindi (which I’ve gotten used to). Very occasionally do I find someone who speaks in Telugu (my mother tongue). Living in Pune doesn’t give me that familiarity of my native language.

I miss delicacies that are unfortunately found only in Andhra Pradesh. My parents tell me stories about their childhood that they experienced in their own state, such fun stories, of them sleeping under mango trees or nearly encountering a ghost or those little mischievous things they did with their friends. A huge part of their heart is still attached to that place, my parents’ don’t show it, but staying away from where they were brought up does shatter them and makes them sad.

I’d miss all those green fields, long coconut and palmyra trees, clean air of my native village and all the memories I made there. But I’m sure, I’d go back there, and I cannot wait until that happens.


No, I’m not interested in explaining where I was all these days and you’re probably even tired of waiting for me. I just held back this post, and making this post was so tiring, especially the editing! Anyways, I hope you all are alright.

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

Sending you the festival’s greetings!

Photo by Udayaditya Barua on Pexels.com

Hello there! First off, I must wish you all a happy diwali. I was actually planning to make a huge post with write-ups and pictures about Diwali, but I’m not where I used to be. I’ve been travelling, and only now, as I type from my mobile phone, do I realise that blogging while you’re travelling is damn difficult.

Nevertheless, I plan to write a nice travel report when I do go back home. Of course, with pictures I clicked on the way🙃

I’m trying to be a good earth citizen by not bursting crackers this year, but it seems likely that I would go burst a few after persuasions by family. Yet, I’d try to be as sustainable as possible.

I look forward to so many other things today, especially the food🙈. Since this year I’m with my grandparents, I look forward to spend it with them.

what are you planning to do this Diwali?

Let me know in the comments!

Happy Diwali once again!

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

P.S.- thank you so much for all the love you gave on the last post, but I’d be late in replying to your wishes!

Hitting a Century: A thank you note

I realized I did not exactly do anything huge for me hitting 100+ subscribers on the blog, nor did I thank anyone. I just left the announcement as a footnote. Which is kind of underrated. And undeserving.

I’ve never imagined myself getting to a hundred followers, like hundred actual people outside, in that wide world, reading what I write. It’s surreal.

But this thank you note is not for those followers. This thank you note is for the support I got from readers, interactions I’ve had, revelations I’ve made and things I’ve improved since I began this blog.

To all my readers, thank you. You are the reason I’ve felt motivated enough to write. Afterall, if what you do isn’t appreciated, would you want to do it anymore?

To all the visitors, thank you. Thank you for finding and supporting my tiny corner on the internet. Thank you for adding onto my view counter everyday, it’s kinda cool to watch my hits grow everyday.

To this blog, thank you. Thank you for teaching me that hard work does pay off. Thank you for teaching me how to over think and get some really good things out. Thank you so much for being my experiment lab, whether it’s a success or some sloppy writings.

Blogging has taught me so many things. The first being management. Running a blog is like managing a mini business. I need to manage many things while running a blog and not only the creative writing part. I need to make sure my blog is getting updated properly (like changing my header or fonts once in a while), making sure that my blog attracts more people, it’s not easy. But over time, I’ve grown to love this hassle.

The second is how I’ve brought even more talents out. I began photography, because I was too proud to use stock photos on my blog and credit them (though I still do it). And the need to photograph things made me passionate about it. And I’ve learnt graphic designing (my “blog diaries” entries!) and photo editing!

The third is about accepting compliments. I was never good at any compliments, but I’ve said so many “Thank you much”s and so many “I’m glad you liked it”s while replying to the comments I get on the blog. But! I mean it when I say thank you. And also, I’ve learnt how to *trash* spam comments. Some comments get so creepy, especially when they’re in a language I cannot understand. (I got some in Russian and Spanish, y’know?). Thankfully, akismet detects the spam for me *phew*.

The fourth is probably the best one. I’ve found some friends while blogging as well. Bloggers who read my posts and I read theirs, it’s a beautiful supportive gesture. I’ve gotten into touch with a couple of them via mail, for blog collaborations, or sometimes write to them as pen pals too! And I think the sweetest part is that nobody gets personal, nobody asks any personal details or creepy things as such. I cannot just stop admiring the courtesy of these friends.

Special mentions to Maith, Lili, Sam, Aashi, Sep, Evin, Nabeeha, Maya; a few such friends I’ve met while blogging. I’m grateful to all my real life friends for being my first readers as well as my lovely family! My mother was the first person who signed up to my mailing list, and one of my real life bestie, Aarya, was my first wordpress follower.

Thank you, dear blog for all of these!

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

P.S.: Please stay tuned, there is a mind-blowing collab coming up soon!

Just a little bit of positivity: The thin line of difference between body positivity and reality

Generally people my age aren’t that comfortable talking about body sizes or anything of that sort. I don’t understand why, because we all do have insecurities. A few comments made purely for “jovial reasons” and occasional taunts of “You’ve become a bit healthy, had fun in your vacations it seems!”, apart from that, I don’t find body size discussions anywhere.

So straight up, I would begin with myself. I’ve been a fairly chubby child. If I exempt my lean toddler years, however. My mother herself holds her mouth agape as to how exactly this transformation came to be.

I’ve had some real nutritious food, usually “zero trans fat” or “high on fiber” stuff. Binge eating was and never is a practice at home. I did martial arts, yoga and occasional exercising to keep myself fit. I do classify as a healthy person, who is also a bit chubby. I do seem happy about it, because I try to do everything I can, and if it doesn’t change anything, there is nothing much I can do to fix it.

And when it comes to my behavior towards others, there have been some…questionable things. I do encourage body positivity now, but I never did so in my past really immature years. Not saying I’m some mature Buddha now, but I can say I’ve improved.

My gang and I in our classroom used to make stereotypes about an obese girl in our class (I’d refrain from using the word “fat”, because it does seem a bit rude to say that). We used to say things like, “I bet her lunchbox is her size too”. I know, it was a bad thing to say. A few in our class passed a few rude comments about the obese children being equivalent to bulky animals.

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Though funny at that time, it must have been very insulting and mentally disturbing for those children. And really, it’s not only the obese ones getting attacked. It’s also those underweight ones, often called “sticks” and taunted with “you’d fly away if a storm came by”.

And what would follow would be probable stressing out to fit into others’ mindset.

That’s when you need body positivity. When you need to feel good in your own skin. And this is not only for body sizes, it’s for your complexion or any other thing that is completely natural. Even being short heighted.

But at the end of the day, deep down, you might know that this is probably not your best self. At the end of the day, being overweight isn’t good for your health, being underweight isn’t good for your health. And this might not give a good outcome in the future.

This is the reality.

You need body positivity when you create a mental impression about how you wish to fit into others’ standards, but you need to think of the reality when it comes to your better health.

Being obese or underweight is a fact that you can work upon, but being “ugly” because of it is an opinion, that you need to change.

(I should get the last two paragraphs framed somewhere, shouldn’t I?)


This post was just me writing down my thoughts roughly. I’ve given this issue a bit of a thought, I realize that body positivity needs to be normalized, while embracing the reality.

Do you have a story to share on this topic? What are your thoughts about feeling insecure in your own skin?

You could mail me about this, and if I do receive a good amount of responses, I would get those stories or viewpoints published on the blog. This is open all the time, meaning there is no time limit. You could have your content published anonymously

CONTACT

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

P.S.- Might be a wee bit late in responding to comments! And if you’ve filled the form, let me know in the comments!

A journey through words: Reading, writing and blogging.

I’ve got a few friends who’ve praised my IQ and called me smart. First off, I don’t know how to accept compliments, I deny that I’m smart. I just have good grasping skills, or I think, at least. But why did they even say that?

I told them I read my first book in Kindergarten. It was a copy of Aesop’s fables, that my mother had bought for me when I was four. I even recall someone asking, “Did you even know how to read?”. I said, “why not?”. I got interested in that book because of the pictorial illustrations at first. But pictures only half explained what my kindergartener brain was looking for. Words alone satisfied my craze.

The book seems a bit archaic- after 10 whole years.

And I haven’t stopped reading ever since.

My mother instilled this habit of reading in me. And then there is my father. My father is a coach who does not play. He doesn’t partake interest in reading, though I’ve relentlessly tried to get him to read any of those novels I got interested in. But he keeps reminding me to devote time to read, come what may. How ironic, isn’t it?

I was maybe 10, when I wrote my first piece of writing (At this point, I feel I’m writing an autobiography). It was a short story I’d written from a prompt given in English class. Never was I so satisfied with something I myself created.

I thought I should work on writing more. But, I hit a demotivating slump where I was “afraid” to write. So I gave up. I read even more for the next 2 years.

A glimpse of a few of my writings now

My vocabulary had increased, due to repetitive and vigorous reading. Books were somehow so telepathic, I felt so lost in that realm of endless adventures. I felt more confident in expressing myself. I began writing a diary. Over time, my words had become better than where they were before. But since I was more into reading back then, I kept on reading.

The real turning point was when the pandemic began. I suddenly felt so lonely. I had nowhere to go. From a very sociable person, I had gone to a confused state where I could not find oblivion. I needed to let all of these feelings that had accumulated all this while. I needed to write.

I wrote a blog post for the first time.

It was a post about being mentally happy and fit, something I myself needed. I wrote about mental health and self-love on my first blog. It concluded after publishing 10 posts on it. I fell into thought.

There wasn’t much more I could write about mental health. I was out of ideas, and I wasn’t fueled by passion anymore.

That’s it, if I don’t want to do it, I wouldn’t do it. I bid goodbye to the blog. Over a few months, I worked on a brand new blog, which is this one, where I would never run out of things anymore. Where creativity had no boundaries.

I swore to myself that I would try to improve with every piece of writing. Out of all the posts I’ve written for this blog, all of them aren’t my best. Some were good and some weren’t. But I’m who I am, with all my faults. Just like Kim Nam-Joon said. My faults and failures make me.

My past gives me lessons to learn from, my present gives me energy to move on and my future gives me something to look forward to. Words just tie them all up.

Words have been the most beautiful gifts given to this world. I’m grateful, that words have owned me. I don’t own them. I just act as a medium for words to flow, and the emotions just weave themselves.

Why I share this to you all is because, just as how I was so deeply impacted by words and became someone new, it can change you too. My best advice, read and express.

Who am I to give advice, you say? I’m a fourteen year old girl with aspirations of being someone different. Words help me absorb and reimagine every single moment I’ve ever had. My life till now gives me lot to learn. And my life feels like a life. I’ve got just enough experience to say this.


So here was a story I was excited to share since a real long time. I was so restless ever since I finished this draft and I couldn’t wait for the weekend to come and present this to everyone. Also because this is the 35th post I make on the blog and my first one after hitting a 100 follows on the blog.

Thank you!

But what exactly is wrong? Why all of a sudden such posts, essays and writings and what’s with all of the non humor? I just thought that the posts on this blog aren’t exactly what I would call “quality content”. So I’ve decided to put some more effort, throw in a few *fancy words*, and write more thoughtful posts. I understand that many readers won’t be too jumpy about this and there would be low stats for sure, but at the end of the day, it’s about quality.

What has been your journey with words? Let’s chat in the comments!

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

P.S.- My September month report is ready! Take a look at it!

My recent obsessions

Hello humans! (not that other creatures can read this post but whatever.) A splendid October to everyone! Leaves are turning to shades of red and brown, as wind blows more now. Let’s start October with…obsessions? (You know, October and Obsessions, get it?)

Obsessions aren’t good things, they’re more of guilty pleasures. You know it’s wrong, but it’s still pulling you back. You cannot think out of it. You know, just like how your favorite pop idol or boyband pulls you closer and closer and the only thing you can think of is…them.

I’ve been obsessed with so many things for a while too. And I know, these obsessions don’t stick around for long, so I’m gonna write them down now.

So that my future self can see how cringe I was.

Dam(n) Aesthetics

Above: Pictures taken from my Phone, edited with expertise(lol, just played along with image settings). Please zoom in to have a look of my brilliant photography. Props: An old dictionary, A dried flower, a cup and Mr Sun.

Haha, Dam. (It’s a Dam Percy Jackson joke.)

Aesthetics, how cheerful. I’ve become obsessed. My pinterest home page is basically just aesthetic photography and what not. It’s the influence of the growing aesthetic culture (hey, I coined it-), this generation loves it. So do I. I’ve picked up aesthetic photography, though I don’t know till what extent it is “aesthetic”.

Like, I’m not sure how many of you scream when you see a picture of person reading which is edited to look rosy pink. It’s the damn trend.

(Also, you’d find the proper version of the above pictures on the blog’s Pinterest, you could download them if you want to use them anywhere! But credits, please.)

Writing

Writing is getting into my head now. I’m writing more than ever. I’ve got loads of drafts here and there, I literally cannot find a book that is NOT filled with words. I should probably buy some new notebooks right now.

Not probably, FOR SURE I need to buy them. Or my obsession will get me to an extent where I’d be writing on walls, hands and possibly furniture.

Studytube

Nope, I don’t actually see studytube all day. But then, Study-youtube is a very good way to use youtube. It’s not really a trashy place. There are some studytubers who are providing good content, which isn’t exactly bookish or “studious”. I love watching study to success and studyquill on youtube, and they don’t tell you “STUDY FOR 24 FREAKING HOURS AND DON’T SLEEP, DON’T BINGE WATCH, DON’T BREATHE!”. They give easy to follow tips and some are actually funny. Plus, I saw my grades have improved-

But the downside is that it all looks so unachievable at times.

But the studytube is just so cool-

Insults

Uh, don’t get the wrong picture-

Kids, insults aren’t good things. But then, friendly insults are just good to do (with your friends; I mean only an insane person would do this to someone else-). Roasting, is that what it’s called these days? And in this pandemic, everyone’s gained skills in dry humor and sarcasm (which explains my sudden surge of fluent sarcasm). Text-roasting/insults are my favorite things to do these days.

Edits

Like, how are some people on Earth so talented? And I’m just sitting here? Just kidding, not saying I don’t have talent. But I’m just so humble and modest to not say that, haha.

I should stop this bragging.

No one’s interested in this conversation anyway.

Edits are so popular right now! I’ve tried making a few edits, but they so glamorously failed. But! I scroll through some really neat stuff, like wallpapers, cute doodles(Not to mention how they make fan made posters and stuff in the scrapbook style), and videos on pinterest.

It’s getting weird now, let’s go to the next one.

Pinterest

This is more like eternal obsession? I do have a love-hate relationship with this. But I love it now! Great for inspiration (but terrible to succeed in doing it lol), tips, ideas, and fandoms.

Pinterest is run by fandoms.

BTS

You may skip this point if you don’t like them-

Now, this is the only obsession that I can TOTALLY NOT GET OVER. I seriously don’t get how I didn’t become a fan before, like these men/boys/people are AWESOME. It was partially because I had cringe classmates who were screaming about them in high pitched voices. I thought this was just the boyband that any typical girl would a fan of, obviously for their looks.

And I’m even playing them more than others. (And no, I don’t listen to Olivia R. It’s probably my sister-)

I first heard their music in like 2018-2019 ish period. I liked it, but I was afraid I’d become like *those cringe girls* (No offence). There’s so much more to the fans, and what’s not to love about them?

Long story short, I like them now. And the lyrics are pure, except they’re in Korean.

Other honorable mentions because I’m just too tired to elaborate more:

  • Photography
  • Cute doodles
  • Scrapbooking
  • Lettering
  • Fictional plotline writing
  • pov by Ariana Grande because, why not?

Since I realise that this post doesn’t actually provide any value to your time (it’s just me ranting), let’s convert this into an open hearted conversation! If you’re reading this, write down a few of your obsessions in the comments, let’s have a chat about it!

Write down your obsessions!

That’s all for today humans! See you next week or whenever I choose to write next!

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

The Currently Reading Book Tag !

Hey-llo to everyone! We’re doing something interesting today. No it’s not preachy or cheesy. It’s bookish! A couple of days ago, I saw this tag on Nehal’s Blog, and she had so much fun with the answers!

So I’m gonna steal her idea and let’s get going now-


1. How many books do you usually read at once?

Usually, 2 or 3. But lately I’ve got 4 on my currently reading list. But sometimes, it’s hard to keep track of the books. The plotlines get mixed, the page numbers jumbled and god knows what. So my book reading process begins like:

Step 1: Begin 10 books.

Step 2: Categorize 6 as DNF (“Did not finish”).

Step 3: Select any 3 as your final favorites and read them.

Okay, not that systematic. For me, the book has to get VERY interesting in the first few pages. If not, you belong in the DNF bin.

2. If you’re reading more than one book at a time, how do you decide when to switch to reading the other book?

When my brain cannot handle more information from the book. You know the best way to take a break from a book? Read another one. When I think I’ve read enough of a book already, I switch to the other one!

3. Do you ever switch bookmarks while you’re part way through a book?

Oh, if I ever used bookmarks.

I tend to turn my book upside down (and eventually get the binding weaker) or just put whatever comes to my hand: A newspaper, comb or a safety pin.

And I’ve tried to make bookmarks, but trust me, I lost all of them in a day.

4. Where do you keep the book(s) you’re currently reading?

Depends on which type it is. I read hard copies before I go to bed, so I tuck it under my pillow. What’s interesting is that I get dreams about whatever book I tuck underneath that night! Coming to e-books, I usually read them on the laptop or the tab. In the laptop, I usually store them in separate folders or bookmark them whenever I open them via browser.

5. What time of day do you spend the most time reading?

Evenings, because the rest of the time I literally cannot read them.

*Gets flashbacks from High school assignment crisis*

And at nights, before I go to bed!

6. How long do you typically read for in one go?

Depends on the book and it’s genre. I love mythological fiction and suspense, I can read for 3 hours in a go. If it’s standalones about real life problems, stories or anthologies, I can go for an hour or so. That is, when my assignments and chores don’t keep calling me. I read VIGOUROUSLY during summer breaks and holidays, rest of the time, I am not the bookworm people think I am.

7. Do you read hard covers with the dust jacket on or off?

Jacket off! I like to fidget with the book’s cover and the pages whilst I read and the dust jacket is so annoying. And it’s so loosely fitted, it’s always dangling .

8. Which position do you mainly use to read?

It’s called topsy-turvy-sleeping-curling-up-stretching position. I don’t stay in a place. I keep squiggling like a worm.

Wait, that’s what I am, a bookworm.

I’m usually on a couch or a bed, so it’s SUPER convenient and comfy.

My Graphic, btw.

9. Do you take the book you’re currently reading with you everywhere you go?

Uh, where do I go in the first place?

Nope. But back in school (sounds like adults saying “back in our times-“), I used to take it (my book) everywhere, after borrowing it from the library. We had to finish the book in a week and I borrowed books that were 500-600 pages long.

10. How often do you update your progress in the book you’re currently reading on Goodreads?

My “currently reading” books

Uh, I don’t. After I’m almost done, I remember “Hey I need to update that thing” and do it. But then, it doesn’t contribute or add value to my time so, I gave it up.

According to tradition, tags are made to nominate a few other people to do!

This time-

I nominate every other book blogger (and normal/lifestyle blogger-) to do this!


I wish I could answer more, but there are only so many questions. I saw this post tag and instantly fell in love with it. I feel lately that I’m not as humorous as I was, so this was a cool comeback. Or let’s hope this was funny. But honestly, being effortlessly funny is just a tough skill to have. What do you think, am I funny? Or am I dad joke Jin (Sorry but had to make that reference-)?

Hope you liked reading this!

And if you’d like to be Pen Pals with me- You’re always welcome to drop a message on my contact page, just send a hi or share something about you. I’d feel very happy to read what my readers and friends have to say!

My contact Page: CONTACT

Bye Bye!

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

Change of seasons: Photo Post #3

Hello!

Monsoons are finally seeming to come to an end. It’s September, the crisp sun rays shine again. I’ve been so sick of the dull weather and grey clouds. After weeks, the sun rays seeped through again. Especially since the last few days I’d been left with not much to do (my exams got over and then occurred an astoundingly rare long weekend), I did some photography, and it was the perfect time since it was the transitioning from monsoon to autumn.

Who am I kidding? There is no autumn in India. It’s the second summer, in my opinion. The concept of Autumn never existed in India, but some borrow these fancy words from the west and mess it up. It might not seem like it, but I promote Indian-ness in the most Indian ways.

(Quick edit: I just learnt there’s an autumn in north India 😂)

It’s raining lesser and getting more humid now. Let’s begin!



It had just rained in the evening and the aftermath..

…was the droplets of water deposited on some of the most beautiful flowers!

This is an acupressure path, not that special, but somehow it seemed oh so pretty.

And here, the skies are getting clearer. That day, me and my sister were having a playdate. Not sure if siblings can have that, but she planned the entire day with all the things we loved and sure enough, photography was one.

More post-rain souvenirs- Droplets on these flowers! These flowers…ah.

And here begins the next day. It was bright, sunny and warm. (Do you like the imagery yet?) Sun rays slowly creeped through the sleek leaves of the trees, awaiting my arrival to photograph them. 😛

It was very sunny. But in the above picture, the sky’s a bit edited to look rosy pink. I’m a huge fan of editing. Everyone says natural is beautiful, but for photography, editing is key. While picturing something, many things are missing, and editing helps to set the brightness, tint, saturation and exposure just right to make the perfect picture. Enough of technical stuff, onto the next one!

This is one of my favorites. I love all those shades of green and hey, I haven’t edited this one.

Ah, how tropical! I feel I exaggerate my simple surroundings to look very vacation-ey. But what a feeling, to stand beneath the sun. I know I’m saying this for the hundredth time, but I’m a very summery person! At that time, I was playing with my sister and a little friend of hers.

Introducing my Sister, Meg (not her full name)! At least her head. So, she was just standing there staring that path and it struck to me that it would make a very…thoughtful picture. To me, it seems like a picture depicting a person’s hesitation to move forward in life. What do you think?

I do realise B&W isn’t working out here, but let’s go with it anyway.

I was adjusting some things in the camera and all of a sudden it went all blurry. But it looked kind of cool too.


Before I end today, I hope everyone’s doing great. We’re in difficult times not that you need me to tell you that, we need some hope *J-hope flashbacks* . Just know, no matter what, life must go on.

how’s ‘life goes on’ related to the collage, I have no idea.

Like an echo in the forest

one day will come

as if nothing happened

Yeah, life goes on

Life Goes on, BTS, english translations

I felt that was necessary. Not only is it a nice song to hum to (Yes, I’m looking at you, mom), but it means something. One day will surely come when everything’s normal.


I hope you enjoyed this post, leave your thoughts in the comments, I always respond! No question for this one though! Before you leave, I thought I’d share this with you.

Here is a beautiful poem that a lovely book blogger Sep who writes more poems than book reviews has written about letting people go. It’s deep and very insightful. I relate to it a lot, having to let go of many people many times.

Anyways, Until the next time.

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

p.s. my swifties did you just hear the wildest dreams Taylor’s version yet???

Everything you need to know about journaling: My perspective, how I’m doing it and tips!

My graphic designing skills are sitting in a cringe bin, what’s happening!?

Let’s face it, Journaling is the new trend. It’s the new aesthetic everyone is going for. But what’s making it different is how unique everyone’s take on it is.

What is a Journal?

A journal is a book to store memories and reflections about anything you wish. It could be a day’s log, an account of an important/memorable event. You could maintain a journal of practically any sort- Art, scrapbook journal, a study journal (though I’m not sure what that is), a self reflective or even a private one!

I started a self-reflective cum scrapbook journal, and so far, it’s going great!

Why maintain a journal in the first place?

You know what, I’m not sure either. Why do it in the first place? Why not just jot it down in your notes app or something? Because there’s a special joy to it! Trying to visualize or think of how your today’s journal entry is going to be has a kick to it! What ever you do with your own damn hands is divine, especially during these days when everything is inside a virtual world.

*boken brones, yes that’s what I wrote.*

What do you need?

That’s the million dollar question. What do you need to maintain a journal?

A book and a pen, if you want to keep it simple.

A whole art shop if you’re willing to go overboard.

I chose a notebook I had, sitting in a corner of my *utterly littered* bookshelf. It seemed okay to make-do for the time being. And the rest, was just newspapers, lettering, old gift sheets, and some old sheets of paper.

Tips to keep in mind before you begin-

Do not be misled by Pinterest.

They seem pretty, they seem aesthetic. DON’T BE MISLED.

All sorts of stuff shown on pinterest.

The thing with Pinterest is that all creators are in an attempt to get more clicks on their pins. Pinterest is solely image based and the creators are making their pins look more and more and more attractive. Why wouldn’t they, if it’s visually appealing, who wouldn’t click?

I’m not saying it’s bad, it’s just not doable. Not at the very starting. And you see that amount of glue and paper and the setup they make for shooting Pinterest videos? It’s not economically or environmentally efficient. So I suggest you to try and recycle things. But I can say this with a hand on my chest, truthfully, that Pinterest is great for gaining inspiration.

Things you could do-

  • Make your own stickers and decorations
  • Try to re-use old papers/newspapers (did I tell you that old brown paper bags make good aesthetic material?)
  • Avoid buying decorative and the so called fancy stuff; SUPPORT YOUR BUDGET!
Write it for your satisfaction

Don’t do it for the sake of doing it. If you want to do it passionately, spend your time in doing it. Your time is invaluable.

Get inspiration from everywhere!

Get INSPIRED. Get CREATIVE.

Do things that will make you want to write for your journal. Go out, somewhere different. Have a picnic with yourself, or read something thoughtful. And then you’d feel like writing about it in your book!

You could read a post about gaining writing inspiration here.

What is Journaling going to do for you?

Jumping to the next part; how is it beneficial?

Improve your writing-

Frequent writing will surely help you get better at it. I myself feel impacted by writing frequently. This is not only applicable to journaling, but can be used in any field. I personally feel that frequently writing for my blog has improved the quality and depth in my content. Also, journal is a no-nonsense book, so you’ll feel compelled to write insightful things in it.

(before you come and attack me using so many paper cuttings in the above picture- THEY’RE ALL RE-USED.)

Breeds optimism-

Journals help you to gather motivating stuff from all around. Especially if you’re maintaining a self reflective journal. The name says it all, you reflect yourself. You begin to understand yourself and find out areas you can improve. And in turn, you take it all positively. You look forward for another day full of experiences, how happy does it sound!

Very Happy.

Isn’t it getting cheesy now?

Peace o mind

I have no right to talk about having peace of mind. I don’t have any stress weighing on my head, but in a generic way, you’d feel calm when you write about your day. And how peaceful does writing seem to you? Very. And, along with peace, you’re also breeding insightfulness, when you’re thinking about yourself deeply. But it’s not necessary to write deeply.

What can I say, I’m very shallow.

Reminiscing

This is the best part, remembering memories of the past. Now imagine, after 10 years or so, you’re maintaining a journal right now, upon reading it in the future, it’s all very nostalgic. Flipping through all those pages, with so many memories and stories, imagine!


I hope you enjoy reading this post, it was just an effort to share what I have learnt. Both positive and negative, lol. The main aim isn’t to get you into maintaining a journal, I intend to make you think of yourselves even more and record it somewhere. Self-love is the best therapy, give yourself time.

Before you go, check out the blog’s Pinterest, there’s lot’s to go around!

Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.

P.S.- Please do not compare my images to pinterest, lol 😛

P.P.S- I recently read a post on journaling by Maya, she has some great tips too, you could check it out here.

The Sarcastic Synopsis: Writing a sarcastic synopsis for some of the most popular films since 2000

I’m gonna love doing this.

Hello, I’m back from my 2 week hiatus, I hope you missed me. Today we’ve got an interesting one coming up. I’m putting my grumpy-old- Sarcastic self to use today. I will be writing Sarcastic Plotlines/Synopses for some of the most popular films since the 2000s.

Mind you, this is just for fun and these films are actually some of my favorite ones. No shade! Even if you feel offended..ummm, no, nothing I can do to fix that.


Spider Man– A movie about a boy, bit by a genetically modified bug. He turns into a human spider and goes through a series of calamities, including a poor CGI enhanced Green Goblin, who turns out to be the father of the boy’s best friend.

Avatar– A critically acclaimed film about humans turning into blue people with tails on another planet, who were first fascinated by the place but later other bad guys from the same damn earth come and attack the planet who sent the humans to become blue people in the first place.

Catwoman– A super cringe film about a woman who gets cat abilities who goes around the city in a leather Halloween costume and a cat mask.

Hellboy– A story about a red chili with two horns who thinks he can save the world.

Cast Away– A film about a man from FedEx who talks to a volleyball named wilson after he lives on an abandoned island for 1500 nights.

Avengers Endgame– A Blue machine and a man who wears Iron are rescued from space by a girl who has lamp-hands. A super fat former-good-looking God of Thunder, a 100 something old soldier, a depressed red-haired spy, a brawny-but-brainy Green beast, a shrinkable man and lamp-hand girl team up with the rescued guys from space to bring back dusted out people by a purple grape.

Conjuring– A jump scare film about a creepy woman who can see unseen things and her sidekick husband who solve ghost cases. They come to a family, who wasted their money to buy an obviously-haunted looking house. And NOW, they realize that a creepy thing is haunting their family.

Harry Potter films– A movie series about a boy with a torn forehead and broken glasses, a human dictionary and a freckled poor Weasley fight a nose-less, robed man with a magic stick while studying how to make objects fly at the school for magic freaks.

The Percy Jackson Franchise (Franchise? Really?)- A movie franchise that works well as a film franchise but utterly and most brilliantly fails in following the path of the damn books. In short, water-god’s half human kid sets out to defeat a titan living in a sickly, skinny, unattractive boy Luke’s body. (The book Luke was described so well-)

Percy Jackson author criticizes the films in series of emails
MAKE A BETTER SERIES FOR PJO!

Legally Blonde– The most applicable tagline to this would be- “Barbie goes to Law school!”. A blonde, human Barbie loves this man who hates blondes. She wants to go to law school just so she could impress him, that she’s smart. And it’s just not any law school, it’s Harvard. In the end, she becomes a lawyer and leaves the viewers wondering just how.

The Mummy– A movie about wrapped dead bodies awakened by evil magic.

AI: Artificial Intelligence– A robot wants to be loved by a mommy, that’s all.

Ip Man– A movie about a poor man (why is it always someone poor-) who is good at punching people. 1 hour 46 minutes of pure fighting and martial art beliefs and philosophy (same old things I heard from my own Karate teacher-Yes I did Martial arts).

Wonder Woman 1984– A very cringe overhyped film that involves a female Hercules who tries to fight with a wild cat. There is another antagonist, a man who grants wishes with a piece of stone.

*This is not how you portray superheroes anymore 😶*

Cinderella (2021)– A deeply boring film with a girl who wants to own a shop to display stitched pieces of rags, despite having one of the best voices and become a singer instead, but the evil stepmother prohibits her to even breathe, so there ain’t no hope for her except a prince in disguise. The entire movie revolves around a piece of glass as everyone starts singing irrespective of who’s watching and where they are.

Mr and Mrs Smith– No making this sarcastic, I cannot under-exaggerate this one. A couple who are secretly assassins are on a mission to kill each other. That is the actual plot.

Toy Story 3– Toys creepily come to life when no one’s looking, they get left at some school of ka-ray-zee kids. They discover that the school has an underground dictator, a pink teddy that smells like strawberries. The toys have to escape and get back to their owner, a kid going to college.

Orphan– a weird film with a senseless family who adopt an obviously-a-ghost kid. The kid acts very friendly at first but then later manipulates them. But, spoiler, the kid isn’t actually a kid.

Sherlock Holmes: Game of Shadows– A movie about a poor, drug addicted detective who works with an equally poor doctor, as they try to find out the brother of a gypsy lady. They have to face an old man called Jim Moriarty who is supposedly a math geek.

Coco– a cliched movie, a family hates music but the kid loves music. The kid goes to the land of skeletons, dances with the bones and meets his dead ancestors’ skeletons.


So, I hope you liked my comeback. I sat and drafted this in one whole sitting, it didn’t take that long, now it seems stressful. I’d be detaching from my laptop for a while, but you should write down some things for me-

Is there any other film you’d want me to write a sarcastic synopsis about? I’d compile them into one post and make a part two!

and….

I would love to know how life’s going on for you! let’s chat in the comments!

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Not-so-daintily loving you,

Divi.