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She used to turn up to work every day. During her two years of being employed she has never taken a day off, ever. But she is always tired and sick to the extent where she doesn’t actually do any work and gets reprimanded by everyone around her. “You are letting the team down,” they say, “she is such a LAZY woman,” some grumble. One day she was so sick that she had to be taken to the hospital by some of the people at work. That was the day everyone realised just how helpless she truly was.

Over the past year she had undergone two abortions (at least). But, it wasn’t her choice. It wasn’t safe. Her husband didn’t like to use condoms because he thought it made him less of a man. So when she did become pregnant, his way of ‘taking care of it’ was to accompany her to his friends garage. At this garage, his friend proceeded to use bicycle spokes and pliers to ‘remove’ the fetus from her womb. The (actual) doctor found bits that were left behind after this ‘surgery’ which had festered inside her causing her to be severely sick. Things could have been a little better if she had been treated earlier (or if she was able to opt for an actual safe abortion  but that’s a different story altogether) but her husband told her to quit whining and get to work. She was helpless.

This is not about being pro choice or pro life. It’s about education. Its about advocacy. Its about being pro woman. How many women are out there, who like her are helpless.

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Premio Dardos Award

I am going to be honest, Over the past five years I have created and deleted three blogs because I was just not comfortable with sharing anything I had to say with anyone. So with all that, to be nominated for the a Premio Dardos Award is a massive boost for my confidence! Thank you so much to Jess Combs for being a fantastic supporter of my blog 😀

Premio Dardos means “prize darts” in Spanish and is an award given “in recognition of cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values transmitted in the form of creative and original writing.”

The Premio Dardos Award Rules:

1) Include the Premio Dardos Award Picture and the name of the person that nominated you (Include a link to their blog)

2) Nominate 10-15 other bloggers

3) Thank the blogger, who nominated you in your blog and link back.

Here are my nominees:

Lots of love to you all.

Happy blogging.

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#MyGirls

A few days ago I came across a post by Lori Stratton asking fellow bloggers what their favourite song was and to talk about their emotional connection to the song.

Here are a few more songs that take me to my happy place and I would like to dedicate this post to my wonderful best friends who I’ve known for almost 15 years now.

WARNING: I AM NOT TRYING TO HIGHLIGHT MY UBER COOL TASTE IN MUSIC – BECAUSE LET’S BE HONEST I AM NOT ABOUT THAT LIFE

WARNING#2: PREPARE FOR AN ONSLAUGHT OF WINNIE THE POOH QUOTES

A few weeks ago I was engaging in some serious retail therapy to drown out the miserable week I was having when the song Build Me Up Buttercup by The Foundations came on and I couldn’t help but have the biggest smile on my face.

This song reminds me of my best friend Ravi, that’s why. It reminded me of the hours we spent laughing at jokes that no one else understood, of all the times we sat together eating pizza and talking about nothing and everything and even of the extremely heated arguments we frequently have over the most inane and ridiculous things. She is my person, my cheer leader, my hand holder even when we are in the middle of one of our fights…don’t know what I would do without her.

Today, while I was out indulging in some amazing hot chocolate Justin Timberlake’s Sexy Back came on the radio and I almost choked on my drink because this song just bring up the image of Nilusha doing her weird (supposedly sexy) booty shake!

Nilusha is one of the most optimistic people I know – I don’t know whether this has anything to do with the fact that most of the time she has her head in the clouds but she is some one knows how to roll with the punches and keep swimming. Also as much as I laugh at her, I have to be honest; I love her ability to dance like nobody’s watching!

Do you remember the song Wherever You Will Go by The Calling?Man this song takes me back to eighth grade when my wonderful Gauri and I would spend hours being super pretentious and attempt to talk to each other in French.

The song reminds me that friendship doesn’t mean calling each other everyday or seeing each other everyday- it’s about being there with open arms or a shoulder to cry regardless of how much time has passed. Gauri is one of the smartest and resilient people I know and I wish I was half as wonderful as she is.

I miss you three everyday.

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Hey Girl

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If women are by nature nurturers, then why has it become more socially natural for women to nurture men and children, but not each other?

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Why do we get palpitations when a girl (who you may or may not know) announces that they are getting married/having a baby?

Why do we feel the impulse to negate a compliment someone pays another woman by adding a “but”?

Does it really make us feel better to point out flaws in other women?

How does spreading rumors aimed at putting down other women helping our self esteem?

Why do we feel the need to judge a woman’s choice whether it be to work, to stay at home, to have kids or not?

STOP. RELAX. BREATHE.

We need to band together and prop each other up as we can.

We need to stop competing with each other and take time each day to marvel at what wonderful forces of nature women truly are.

We need to be okay with who we are and where we are with our lives at the moment and may be (if we are strong enough) take the time to learn from those around us.

YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER

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Hello Again

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When I was younger I took solace in writing – I pretty much documented ever little detail of my life and I spent hours trying my hand at writing short stories, poems, songs what have you. But somewhere along the way to becoming a “grown up” I became more critical of my own attempts at self expression and I guess over time just stopped writing. “Its not good enough…I need to be better before people can read this…I don’t have anything interesting to say” (ugh!). But I don’t want to be tangled up in this web of insecurities anymore – I want to find my own voice and not be so afraid of being judged.

That is why I started this blog (and enrolled in WordPress’ Blogging University).

So I want to challenge myself to find inspiration everyday and write my story without over thinking and being over critical of myself. Actually, one of the readings recommended by Blogging U for today’s post sums up what my resolution quite well;

“Perfectionism is a mean, frozen form of idealism, while messes are the artist’s true friend. What people somehow (inadvertently, I’m sure) forgot to mention when we were children was that we need to make messes in order to find out who we are and why we are here — and, by extension, what we’re supposed to be writing.”

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