Time to Kill

She laughed at those who didn't see it coming

Smiled at her little victories

Hid everything that gave away her away

Ran on the blood of her victims

She came at dark, dressed in black

Yeah she cast a spell on everyone

Made them stare at her luminousness

Left a trail of blood near the shack

She loved to see him go in for a kill

Pick the dagger, wash his bloodstained hands

Spray the perfumes from Arabia  

To mask the stinking after-smell  

And when he was a little hesitant

She struck the final strike

The witches sang in a far, far land

Two souls just died, two souls just died 

One Year

One year. 

Since the rain gods danced.

The vases shook.

The flowers withered.

Since I sat on the front porch.

Saw you walking past my house.

Carrying two hearts in a shoebox.

One year. 

Since I closed my eyes

Dreamt of pink roses. 

In a fool's paradise.

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Things I Have Learnt So Far in Quarantine

Before you tilt your head on your comfortable side (mine is right), raise your unthreaded eyebrows, and say,"Not another quarantine article!", let me assure you I won't present any data that would make you more frustrated than you already are. I don't know if we are going to emerge stronger - like those forwarded whatsapp messages claim we will- or will play a blink-and- you-miss-it role in a real life version of a pandemic movie. I don't. So I am just taking the liberty of talking about random, not necessarily sad things, I have observed during this quarantine. And here they are!

People Snack! Like a Lot!
So I am a part of a whatsapp group where we can mention the things we need, and a local kirana store guy will get it for us at the society gate. Very good initiative I must say, because that ensures very few people actually step out of the society. For all those who know me and my knack of observing the weirdest things ever, would totally understand why I read the lists sent by so many people everyday! No, I have no role in procuring that stuff, I just read because I can! It's out there in the chat group, for everyone to read. And my latest research tells me people snack a potato pile lot more than I thought. Biscuits, cookies, chips, cake slices, you name it, they are eating it. I must have been living under a rock all these years, thinking we Indians snack less and hence have healthier food habits. Suddenly I am worried more about obesity in the country than corona. I even dreamt of babies eating Nutella pancakes while sitting on a mountain  of soft vanilla cake!

Some people have better WhatsApp statuses than others 
One of the many times I realise I know the worst set of people in the world is when I check out the status section of my WhatsApp, filled with banal, meh content. Why, people why? But before I begin to take you through the streets of quarantine-snobbery, by saying more mean things about people who do not need my permission on the kind of things they have to say, let me be a little bit nicer. Let me talk about the bright yet soft rays of light, about those that upload kick-ass statuses. Mehak Mann, Jatin Khurana, and Hardeep Kaur, you know how to make a forever-irritated, quarantined woman happy. Thank you for existing. 

People are revealing their true selves, almost.
A friend who was gushing about a guy in February, just realised he can only waste so much time on her. Another one has realised how unhappy his job had made him and is already working on something new. Another one I know is going to confess her love to someone the moment all this is over. People are coming out. The flaunters, the singers, the pessimists, the optimists, the potential social butterflies hidden in the garb of loners, the alcoholics, the cooks, the fuckboys, the kind hearted....and so on and so forth. Now is the time you may discover something about your friends. They are all quarantined, masks reserved only for grocery shopping. Take a peep guys. You have the chance to know thy loved ones like never before. 
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Five Things

I have been trying to find one good topic to write about, but I have nothing. So let me cleverly find something easy to write about. Like, five clothing items I have grown to appreciate... Here goes the list.

A black blazer
For all those days I felt totally clueless about what to wear, and for those when I felt very lazy to put in efforts to look put-together.

A lovely blouse
This one can brighten your mood. Just like that.

Hoops
I know it's not a clothing item. But coming to accessories, these little guys can make one feel a little extra...in the best possible way.

Black boots
They keep you warm and they make you look good. What more do you need during winters?

Parka
An under-rated jacket that is meant to be thrown over almost everything, dresses, jeans, shorts...
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The Outsider

Do you ever get that feeling that you are stuck in some kind of style rut? That you, out of all people, you, who looks at people only for their clothes, can't really put together an outfit anymore? On days like these, I feel like a fashion outsider - someone who can still appreciate people's sartorial choices, even get some fluttery sorta feeling after looking at Chloë Sevigny, but has forgotten how to dress up for fuck's sake.

Now that you have already wasted two minutes listening to my rant, you might as well spare some more into looking at my analysis of why this happens...to me at least. And how I intend to fight it.

The office shit
I know a few women who dress up so well for work. But to me, all office wear stuff usually look like monkey suits - bland, sad attempts at hiding the real personality underneath neutral tones, take-me seriously blazers and boring as hell fitted shirts. Solution? Make a Pinterest board with all the work outfits that inspire me!

Those extra 7 kgs
For someone who loves androgynous style and oversized stuff, not being thin never helps. I know, I know we are supposed to be secure and flaunt our bodies, this is 2020. But I do allow myself this one tiny insecurity. And that is precisely where my personal style never really comes out. Solution? Accept the fact that it doesn't really matter! Grow up!

Lack of inspiration
For this one, instead of cribbing, i will straightaway jump to the solution. Read dear girl, read. Read fashion articles. And save all the outfits that you love on Instagram. Look at those images on a Sunday and see how you can take cues from them to create 5 outfits for the next week. Sounds like a plan? I am on it already.

What do you do when you feel like you are stuck in some fashion rut?

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