Why I Love Travel.


Let’s talk about travel today.

Lately,I’ve been getting horribly jittery because I’m in dire need of a vacation,of going to a new place and exploring it.It’s quite impossible to take a holiday these days for me due to my extremely busy schedule so I decided to take all my pent-up travel frustration and make a post about travel and just think and talk about why I love travelling so much.

Buddhist flags at Sikkim,India.The picture was taken by me.

If you’ve been following my blog a little while,you might have seen me do quite a few travel posts.I enjoy doing those, as it helps me in  reminiscing about my holidays and preserving the memories forever,or however long the internet exists.Simply put,I love travelling.I am quite an impatient and adventurous person and someone who really enjoys adrenaline rushes,(My first post was actually about this, click here to read that) so for me travelling is one of the best activities there is.It makes me happy to meet new people ,see new places,learn new languages.As John Green has aptly said, seemingly about me,”I am in love with places I’ve never been to and people I’ve never met.”

Chang La Pass,Ladakh,India.The picture was taken by me.

Travelling makes me a different kind of happy,that nothing else can ever do.All parts of  it; the getting to the place,the walking around,the newness,the beautifully unique things that make that place what it is, are things I absolutely adore.For me,travelling gives me a high that lasts for quite a while,leaving me cheerier,happier,fresher and just all round more positive with a new perspective on life and making me a person  quite different from the one I was.

Sikkim,India.Taken by me too.

I love the new flora and fauna,the new food,the new faces and the new atmosphere.I yearn to see so much of the world,to learn so many languages,to learn about so many cultures and just explore the world,for it is quite a beautiful place and there’s so much of it to see.I have just started on really seeing the world,I’m young and the world is a huge huge place and I want to continue it all my life.I really truly and deeply hope to be able to do that in life,I consider it one of my dreams and goals for when I have grown up to see the world ,to travel,to explore and to really just live life to the fullest.

At Darjeeling,West Bengal,India. Taken by me.

When I go on a vacation,my biggest lookout is for some experience that belongs just to that place,something that cannot possibly belong to some other place,the thing that only that place has to offer because that is what makes travel so amazing for all the travel lovers.These little moments that make you realise your worthlessness,or worthfulness,whichever way you look at it, and just how much of a miracle it is that you,in all your behaviours,features, with all your experiences and quirks have come to exist. It is a beautiful realisation and a lesson in humility that though needed, doesn’t hit you quite often,so if looking at a mesmerizing sunrise(My post about it is here) or parasailing (My post about that is here.)above the world can make you realise that then really, my inner voice asks me ,why not? Why not see this gorgeous world we came to exist in through that special crossing of stars? Why not love the thrill,the action that travel brings? Why not travel?

Early morning in Sikkim,India.Taken by me.

THIS POST’S QUESTION: Do you like to travel?If so,why? Comment below with what you think about it,Id love to hear from you!



Lets talk about feminism today.

Since my blog mostly comprises of things I’m passionate about, today, I’ll talk about one of the more serious things I believe in.I am a proud feminist and today I’ll be telling you why,along with clearing some of the air around feminism.

When I say ‘feminist’ the first image that comes to your mind is probably the rabid little subsidiary that has been created out of feminists, casually referred to as ‘feminazis’.They are,in case you are unaware the exact opposite of the patriarchal system, that is,they promote the female as the supreme gender and diss all men for being douchebags.They are quite a bunch, known for badmouthing,attacking,being narrow-minded and are actually quite widespread,especially on the internet,adding to the problem.They have created all this stigma around feminism,which at its core is nothing but a very simple belief which I will just elaborate for you.


True feminism is nothing but a belief in the equality of the two sexes.It is considering the male equal to the female and is the concept of having no supreme gender.It is not exactly anti-patriarchy as much as it is anti-sexism and just believing that everyone is created equal and that there is no divide between us.It is not considering anything to be a thing ‘boys’ do or a thing that is so ‘girlish’.It is not questioning the person’s gender with respect to what they want to do.It is being okay and letting a boy cry because he’s a human being and not reprimanding him for ‘crying like a girl.’It is letting a woman be educated,independent and let her earn for herself and not calling her out for it because that is a ‘man’s job’. It is letting a guy come out as an assault victim and not questioning him for not fighting back because he’s a ‘man’.It is not considering a female an ‘object’ to leer at and pass comments about.It really is just a belief in equality which is the most basic construct to believe in as a decent human being with a conscience.


Now,why this much of a fuss around it then? Partly because of the feminazism.Partly due to the name itself. Why ‘feminism’ and not something like ‘equalism’ if it is a belief in equality ,you ask? To that my first instinct would be to remind you that our entire species is referred to as ‘mankind’.The second would be,as Mr.Shakespeare has said,”What is in a name?” Thirdly,I’ll provide you with the logical reason for it. Most societies in today’s world have been patriarchal for ages.The women have had the shorter end of the stick for so long and simply need more uplifting and empowerment than men in most sectors.Even today,more women are catcalled on the streets than men are.More females are uneducated and the worldwide sex ratio is still unfavorable to women.So,while feminism aims at uplifting both sexes and bring them at the same level,since it will benefit women more, it has been called feminism.In all honesty, I don’t see the reason behind the big hullaballoo about it.

So,can men be feminists?Or are only females feminists? If you are a human being and you believe in the equality of the sexes, you pretty much already are a feminist. Unless you are sexist and consider the opposite sex to be below you and not worthy of the same human rights as you,you are a feminist.You may not like to hear that because of the controversy around being a  feminist these days.But that happens to be the truth.Take it the hard way or accept it now.Your choice.


Now,as to why I am a feminist?I have been and continue to be a witness to and on the receiving end of sexism .It angers and infuriates me and I want to bring about a change in the common notions society has about gender quality.I have respect for all people and do not believe in any divisions.In short,I’m a feminist because I believe in equality and respect for all.That’s all.

Here is a link to Emma Watson,the UN Goodwill Ambassador for Women and one of my idol’s powerfully enlightening  speech at the UN Assembly at the start of her movement against gender inequality, HeForShe. It for me represents what the actual ideals behind feminism are. All her pictures throughout my post are quotes from the same.

THIS POST’S QUESTION: Are you a feminist? Comment below with what you think about it,I’d love to hear from you!

Lessons I’ve Learnt From Disney.


Let’s talk about the things I’ve learnt from Disney today.

For me, a major part of my childhood was Disney movies. I grew up watching them, getting attached to them, loving them and learning from them. I’ve learnt many life lessons from these animated, seemingly children’s movies that I, as an almost adult, still love a lot. So, without further ado, here are lessons I’ve learnt from 7 of Disney’s animated movies. I hope, it goes without saying that if you haven’t watched the movie, you may find the below to be full of spoilers.  Here, I’m excluding the Pixar movies as they can quite easily comprise a post of their own. Here we go.

  1. Alice In Wonderland

    Alice In Wonderland, a movie I watched as a 5-6-year old and absolutely loved due to the fact that it shows you, quite literally ,a wonderland. At that young age, seeing Alice interact with everyone from the White Rabbit to the Mad Hatter I learnt that everyone was equal and you didn’t need to see or talk to anyone differently just because they were not what most people would call ‘usual’ or ‘normal’. It was a great lesson in equality and not discriminating that has always stuck with me.                                                                       mv5bmtqymdk4odmwn15bml5banbnxkftztcwmjg4ndg1na-_v1_sx640_sy720_

  2. Beauty And The Beast

    Beauty And The Beast, my favourite musical and most awaited live action Disney movie currently was also my absolute favourite Disney animated movie for the longest time. I loved Belle, different from other girls in her village, a reader like me,(I talked about this in my previous post, click here to read that) and the fact that in the Beast and Belle’s love story, looks never mattered. It was a great message in loving the person and going beyond how they look to understand who they really are to learn as a child. This movie also holds a special place in my heart for it has one of my most favourite Disney soundtracks probably ever.                         beauty-and-the-beast

  3. The Lion King

    The Lion King is a movie associated with so much nostalgia and so many memories as I first saw it with a group of my childhood best friends, when we were children, all huddled around a laptop. The movie,which shows Simba’s journey to being king of the jungle is, in my opinion, really a journey for everyone who watches it. It taught me to believe in myself and my beliefs and to hold on to them no matter what. Simba learns it the hard way and  I learnt it with him.                                  the-lion-king-wallpapers-06

  4. Mulan

    Mulan was a movie way ahead of its times. It was a movie set in Ancient China, with an exceptionally headstrong girl who was ready to go to any costs to defend her family and country and fight in the war, even though girls aren’t really allowed to. She becomes a boy and takes her father’s place in the war as he is quite elderly without batting an eyelid. It taught girls everywhere, like it taught me, to be strong and independent and never consider themselves weak. It truly is one of the most underappreciated Disney movies.             mulan-1998-09-g-the-disney-character-with-the-highest-body-count-ever-is-jpeg-244134

  5. Tangled

    Tangled was the movie that crashed Beauty And The Beast’s favourite animation movie spot and took it instead. A rather morose original tale brightened up with lanterns, literally, and the most believable teenager princess. She wants to see the world, she hits guys in the face with a frying pan and she simply yearns to understand who she is and what she’s destined for. Rapunzel was a lesson in optimism as in spite of being trapped in a tower all her life, she has hobbies , passions and dreams and is as lively as you can get. Her inner goodness is not influenced by Mother Gothel’s negative influence either. Add to that Flynn Rider’s transformation and it makes for an almost admirably inspiring movie.                             tangled-rapunzel

  6. Frozen

    Frozen took Mulan’s feminist message and conveyed it its own way. It showed me that you don’t need a man to rescue you and that true love can exist between sisters just as much as it can exist between lovers. It also taught me to not take anybody at face value, to not be so naïve, as Anna takes Hans and that true love doesn’t always happen in a day. It’s important to get to know a person before you simply consider them as your soul mate, get engaged and decide to marry them all in the matter of a day. Oh, Anna.

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  7. Zootopia

    Zootopia, Disney’s most recent animation venture was a wonderfully adorable movie. It taught me to believe in my dreams no matter what anyone says, to not conform to stereotypes,to never let who I was born as define me, to never consider anyone inferior as Judy, Nick and Ms. Bellwether (being a wolf in sheep’s clothing, amazingly) taught me. It’s a heart-warming movie and a must watch if you haven’t. (Take this a little request/ task.Let me know how you find it later.)maxresdefault

    THIS POST’S QUESTION: What is your favourite Disney movie? Comment below with what you think about it, I’d love to hear from you!

My First Love.


Lets talk about my first love today.

I wanted to start off with a little apology cum explanation. I’d been having some eye trouble leading to complete gadget abstinence due to which I couldn’t post on here. I also have a major study load given my position in the last year of school that will only increase as the year passes, so I cannot promise posts always but I will try my best to update regularly. I’m so sorry and I want to thank you all for being the best people ever. I love you all so much! Now, let’s get back to topic.

Are you expecting a love story? A chance meeting, a funny joke, a shared experience and a fairytale-esque metaphorical falling? Now, lets gets you back down from the clouds by telling you that this is not a love story. Well, it is, but not the kind you’re expecting.

When I was about 3,I got acquainted with someone I grew to love so so much. A book. I learned to read earlier than most people and was soon addicted to it. I’ve loved stories for as far as I can remember, my parents used to read to me almost every night during my childhood and those are some of my absolute favourite childhood memories. I learned reading and that calmed down the hyperactive child that I was, physically and mentally. It gave my overactive imagination something to do and made me sit down in one corner, silent as a mouse, which was unheard of before.

An accurate representation of how I was, although I did not engage in book sitting and would stuck to just chairs instead.


With the amount of reading that I did ,I also became really fast at it. As an example, there is an incident from my childhood that made me realise that everyone else did not read like me and was quite an eye opener. When I was 7,my school librarian used to give us books of her own  choice to take home for the week. We had to start reading it in the library and while everyone was at it, I generally would read through the entire book during that half hour and would then come back to her asking for a new book. She thought I was being troublesome and would just turn up to her without reading. I, at that age, didn’t realise that she could see it that way and went to her every time, insistent as ever. Eventually she stopped issuing books to me altogether saying that I didn’t read and would just keep swapping books. Then, when I laid the situation out to my mother, she spoke to her and explained that simply put, I read too fast. I finished every book I said I did and if she wanted to check she could always quiz me on it. So, my librarian, who was unaware of this, started quizzing me and realised that I enjoyed reading quite a lot, which made her like me very much. She kept books aside especially for me in a little drawer in her desk and would give me books way advanced than what other children my age were reading. Eventually, she even started a literary club in the school and I am proud to be the first member of that club. We sat and discussed books and wrote stories.Those were fun days, I’ve got so many fond memories from those.

Us at the literary  club, basically.


My first official favourite author was Roald Dahl, he was the first whose multiple books I’d loved and he had written my first ever favourite book, Matilda, which was about a girl like me who absolutely loved to read! I finished up Roald Dahl,Enid Blyton, Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew. Encyclopaedia Brown and all the classics by the time I was 8 or so, and then my librarian gave me the book she’d especially kept aside for me, the first book in the Harry Potter series ,Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone, and that began a love story of its own, that spanned many years. That though, is a tale for another time.

THIS POST’S QUESTION: Did you have a favourite book in your childhood? If yes, then what was it? Comment below with what you think about it, I’d love to hear from you!

An Ode To Rain.


Lets talk about rain today.

I have always been a pluviophile. The rains are so beautiful to me. The smell of the earth right before and right after a rain shower is one of most favourite smells(Basically, what Amortentia would smell like to me, get it?)For me,the ideal rainy day is to be curled up by the window with a book and hot chocolate. I moved from a place with comparatively less rain to an extremely rainy place, especially around these months. So, one day just sitting by my window watching the rain, I ended up writing a little piece in its praise. I’m trying to make it musical but maybe I’m the only one who’s singing it. Sorry about that.Also,its short.I’m not the best poet,words that flow one over the other are more of my comfort zone.Sorry about that too.

An Ode To Rain

A thing of beauty,

A thing of grace,

Oh, the raindrops, do they race?

“Lets see who gets the little’s kid’s head first!”

Whenever the earth is at its worst,

Crying from thirst and parched,

They descend, on the rooftops arched.

Little beads of silver, pure,clear,

To many , you’re quite a dear.

What can I say what has not been said?

Due to you, our earth is fed.

Thank you, dear rain, for caring,

Nurturing and helping in our existing.

The bottom line is,we are in your heavy debt,

The payment of which can never be met.

THIS POST’S QUESTION: How do you define your ideal rainy day? Comment below on what you think about. I’d love to hear from you!





Lets talk about war through a poem I wrote on it when I was 14.

I have always felt strongly about war. I am a generally sensitive person and war is one of the things that affect me the most. Hence , a lot of my writing is about war.This poem is probably one of my first war poems. It’s nothing special, is non rhythmic, pretty basic and is simply titled “War.” Here it goes.


What is war?

Is it the cause of human guilt?

Is it the search for a scapegoat?

Is it the fight against a group of people?

Or is it intolerance of a religion?

Is it what we consider a mistake?

Or is it what we learn from?

Is it the extent of what humans are capable of?

Or is it not knowing what to do?

Is it because someone was pressurised?

Or is it because someone was ostracised?

It is for all the above reasons, but not quite,

These are its consequences, not what it is,

War is when humans forget who they are,

And when humanity fights against humanity,

and always, it is humanity that loses.

THIS POST’S QUESTION : What do you, personally, think war is? Comment below with what you think about it. I’d love to hear from you!

This is for YOU.


Lets talk about you and us today.

Firstly, I apologise for the long gap since my last post. I had exams and was too hard hit for time. I’m so sorry. Henceforth, you have the post. I sincerely hope you’ll like it.

A week ago, I achieved what seems so unreal to me and I dedicate this post to that. I officially got 500 followers on my blog.


The fact that 500 people found my words to be of value and something they’d like to read again was highly humbling for me. Words aren’t enough for the gratitude and love I feel for each and every one of you, or even for anyone who has ever read my work but I’ll give it a shot anyway, as words are my most treasured medium of expression.

I thank you, you wonderful person, for deciding to click on this or on any of my posts. I thank you for liking my posts, commenting on them, for giving me feedback and advice. I thank you for genuinely caring about my blog, sometimes even more than me. Thank you for nominating me in tags and awards(Even though I still need to make those posts, I’m sorry for the delay!) and  sharing a little piece of yourself with me in the comments section. I thank you for motivating me to write and making me fall in love with blogging itself. I thank you for making these 6 months (Exactly, today)a truly amazing time for me to grow as a person.I thank you for being the supportive and warm community you are, and I know that I really couldn’t ask for a better set of people to share my views and ramblings with.

In celebration and as an effort to get to know more about you, I thought of asking you guys one question in each post, sometimes to do with it, sometimes to do with the world and sometimes something really basic. I’d love to read all your answers and it would make me so happy to get to hear so many views ,opinions and choices. I’ll ask one this week which would be related to this post but also to the idea. It could be either the first of the many questions I ask you or it could be the only one I ever do. It’s entirely your choice.

Lastly, I thank you again for listening to the Musings of this Whimsical Soul.

THIS POST’S QUESTION : Do you like the idea of a question in every post? Comment below with what you think about it. I’d love to hear from you!