Keto & What Not

This May has been quite life changing in a way. I am, as on today, officially 10 days into my Keto plan. So Keto, short for Ketogenic, is more of a lifestyle so calling it a diet would probably do it more injustice than anything else.


In short, it means I'm consuming more fat and protein and very little carbs. This is supposed to push my body towards ketosis, which is when my body will use my fat as fuel rather than relying on carbs.


It's basically Do or Die for me, on my health side of life because I've given up too many times and I really want to do better and be better for my body and my holistic health. Wow, holistic and all, look at me growing up!


Apparent positives to the Keto Diet:

• No crashes after lunch owing to insulin spikes and falls 

• Feeling wayy more full after a meal than I used to

• Clearing up of skin (my acne is actually slowly going away)

• Feeling more mentally alert throughout the day

• Drop in cholesterol, blood pressure, and blood sugar

• Weight loss

Let's see how it goes.
Also, I have started working at this new place in Lower Parel. It's a digital agency, I'm a Content Writer here, and I've just about completed a month now.

Exciting days lie ahead... I hope! See you all soon x

What Are You Afraid Of?

I am not talking about heights, or swimming, or spiders, although I guess they still count. But on a deeper, or more personal level, what are you terrified of?

To make this not-so-uncomfortable, I will start first.

I am scared of a lot of things, although I choose to pretend like I'm not. This is a safe space, so maybe that's why typing this one out feels less threatening than answering a Truth, or a drunk confession even.

I am scared of pushing people away because of who I am. I won't pick up your calls or answer your texts when I'm mentally away. You won't know what's wrong until I tell you. IF I tell you. I could go on and on, but really, what's the point?

Not a self-pity post, I'm working on not doing this. Full disclosure hasn't been reached yet, but one step at a time right guys?

I am scared that my 'potential' or what I deem as my potential will be wasted away and that I will not have achieved anything I want, or desired. Think Augustus Waters, but less pretentious, and less ill.

I want my words to matter, I want myself to matter, I want to do things, make a change, influence people ... But what if I just don't?

No solution to this one, is there? And I can't really pop up to a Cancer Survivor Group in order to befriend my very own Hazel now, can I? (tbh, I loved the writing, but in hindsight, I do not like the book. LFA, I do likes very much)

Additionally, I'm scared that

• my beautiful friends will never love themselves as they should because we value self-doubt more than confidence 
• if I ever fall in love with a queer person, we'll be dead, or jailed
• my kids (if I ever decide to have any) will not appreciate, forget love, Harry Potter
• my parents will have to go away someday and I can never ever be prepared for that, no matter what I do
• there is really no magic in the world (we deserve nice things c'mon)
• white supremacy shall reign again and the entire POC world will end up as a hashtag
• progress made in the Queer Rights Movement in India will end up travelling more backwards
• I will never be able to convey what I want, or that I will but it'll remain unread 

{ also that this post seems incomplete but I'm wondering how to get back to being okay with honest posts on this blog, so I'm just hitting publish and maybe it's premature but fuck it right? }

What keeps you up after everybody starts to snore at a sleepover? What do you even not pen down in your journal? Leave a comment, or two, anonymously if you'd like. Because why not.

Take care of yourselves, have some tea, and sleep a lot while you can.

x

PS: The about me section has been updated, any comments or feedback? 

Remember Me?

You gave me your jacket that windy day we went horse riding

And clasped my hand tight running downhill when we couldn't hear anything 

except the wind and the blood rushing in our heads.

We laughed through the pants and the gasps till our sides hurt

Then we ate too many mini strawberry sundaes 

and played charades with everybody on the bus.

I guessed that movie you had completely made up, and your friends were mad.

The day I couldn't stop crying, you sat with me through breakfast, lunch and karate class patiently as I spoiled your favourite white shirt.

The twins kept telling everybody how it was a relief that she was gone 

but I had you and we missed her together.

You slept with my hands in your hair on the bus our way home

And during the pit stop we shared the cotton candy you bought for me, 

claiming you hated it and didn't want one for yourself.

We were so young and naive and quite cute.

I wonder if we have ever crossed paths these past seven years. I wonder what you look like now. I wonder if you ever think about me. Do you even remember me?

Happy Teacher's Day Neelam Foi! How I Wish You Were Here Right Now :)

"Nai maaf neechu nishaan" (basically means, always aim HIGH!) is what you would always say. You have no idea how many times all of us continue to quote you!

You're the first person my mind jumps to, when I think about teachers, so I miss you that much more today.

Everything happened so fast .. You were eating, enjoying, watching cricket and wishing us a good day everyday, and suddenly, you just weren't yourself. Everyone says that you're in a "better place" right now. I hope, actually I know you are. But that doesn't really help! :P I still feel like crying .. I miss you. SO MUCH.

Remember all those times you would take my textbooks and read them out to me? I would always cheat a little in Geography. Whether you noticed and let it go, or you didn't, you would always be so happy reading me stories!

I remember how I loved 'Dashavtar' and I couldn't read it myself as it was in Gujrati and you would read it to me. And Bambi. And Tintin. And Nancy from the newspapers! And the English comic strip every Sunday from the paper..

When you were not all that well but I told you about how I was doing Shakespeare's Macbeth in my workshop and you looked through your cupboard all day and found me your copy.. Thank you!

You went out and whenever you did, you would without fail, ALWAYS get Bhuvs and me chocolates. And the way you would give us money not only on our birthdays, but yours as well! As well as on any holiday, on your father's anniversary.. Thank you!

The way you would wish us 'Good morning, good day, bye!' every morning before we went to school and 'goodnight' before going to sleep.. Thank you!

Thank you for all those times you let Bhuvan and me sneakily watch cartoons when we were supposed to study. For all those times you missed your shows and cricket just so we could watch our silly Shinchan and Pokemon! For all those times you would sit next to us and hand over the remote to us for watching whatever we would like.

For all those times you would tell us mom dad were in the building because you would notice their car enter the building, each time you would cover up for us in front of mumma and pappa, just so they would never scold us.. Thank you!

But especially I thank you for always having never ending faith in me. For motivating and encouraging me. For believing in me. For believing that I would be able to do what I wanted, in life.

Thank you for thinking, and telling everyone that I really was working hard for my tenth boards. You were the only one at the time who said that :D

I wish you wouldn't have fallen ill. I wish I never had to see you that way.. I wish you were there to see me score such a good percentage in tenth! I wish you could've been there physically, when I got admission in my college. I wish you were here right now. I miss you Neelam Foi. 

You never got to eat the cheese burst pizzas. You never saw India do so well in Olympics. You didn't see me win something because of my writing.

But what I do know, is that you're smiling down at us from up there. That you're eating all the yummy food that there is in the world! That you read books and watch cricket. 

Happy Teacher's Day Neelam Foi. Thank you for everything. Thank you for all that you did, and didn't do. I was a stupid idiot back then. I wish I would have gotten to tell you how I feel but I know you know. I love you. I love you so much.

I miss you ..

Of Birthdays & Cakes !

9th July was my younger brother's 14th birthday, and yesterday the 14th, was my mother's birthday!

This is my mumma's cake. And yes, the sole purpose of this is to make you want  crave for chocolate cakes. Gooey yum choco cakes *maniacal evil laughter*

I just realized how cheesy-ly I'd written about them, here and here, when I first started blogging.

If I had to write about my family now, it'd be SO different and I know this because in my mind, I already did compose what I would write if I had to. So yeah. :D

This is what we had last night. Muhahahaha xD
Enjoy, or dont! ;)

Take care & stay safe & warm. 

Kittens Are Cute. If You Were A Channel,I'd Put You On Mute!

Hello the awesome cute and super supportive people of le blog. I got 190+ followers. WEEEEEE! =D

Who doesn't like kittens? I mean what kind of people think kittens aren't cute? STUPID. Yeah, you read it right. Buddhu log ko hi nahi pasand aate kitttttens <3 And cats. Fur balls xx

It's 5 past one right now, and I'm yawning my mouth out. I'm le tired. Coz I had logic class today.
But I'm happy. I not know why, butbut, I'm just, you know, the reasonless happy!
^__^

A colony friend I had lost in touch with, we have gotten close again. Been walking in the colony with her since the past 2-3 days. Fun it is! =D

She's nice and funny and cute and we both are kind of crazy. So yeah! =D

It is crazy ass HOT. But I like travelling. Even if it's nearby. I feel lazy to get out of my house clothes, but once I'm out... =D

Hair is having good days recently. Curly and springy and in le form. It feels good =)

There's an awesome breeze blowing through the French windows at the moment. And it's cool right now. Like I-may-get-a-cold-cool types. 

I am happy. Right now, here, this instant. I don't know why, but I am. And that's a good thing,no?

Which is the one thing that can make you happy? 

Like, when you're maybe having a rough day, what'd YOU do to unwind? To get your mood back on track?

AWWW =D 

- Blahblaholic x