You write, right?

Ugh, I'm so bored that I actually used homonyms for my title.

Wait, no. I'm so bored that I used homonyms for my title and actually created a meme about that. Can this get worse?

Well, during my 16-ish years of living the life of a literate human being, I have managed to identify different kinds of writings. However, some of these categories of writings make me want to create fail memes about them (and delete them before anyone sees them.) These writings annoy me not because of the category it is in, but rather, the writer might overdo or flaunt their category too much, and that gets annoying. For eg, if your whole novel is nothing but flowery language, it is kind of annoying.

But don't get me wrong, I'm not here to criticize you for "turning your coherent retrospection into sketches made of swirls and scribbles of a certain discerning language", rather to just give you an idea of the glorious varieties that the field of writing has, and embraces, every single.. day. And as long as you are literate, I'm sure there is a little bit of each of these categories in you, maybe more of one certain category. So here we go!

Sample sentence- "When you kill a man, you steal a life." Pg. 92, The Kite Runner.

1) Casual writers- "When you kill a man, you steal a life."
If you have textbooks written by such writers, you will surely ace your exams. This language is so easy to understand, and you actually don't need to bury your head into your un-used dictionary.

2) The Slang-lovers- "You ain't stabbin' a dude without going to jail."
Definitely fun to read, and wakes you up if found in the middle of a boring novel. This type of writers mostly use this language in dialogues. If you are a fan of Eminem, and your whole book is a conversation between Paulene FizzyBeans and Pauldean-grab-your-body-Beans, then you are in luck. Just rap out the whole novel, if you want.

3) Flowery language- "Without some sort of a supernatural endowment of immortality, we are all mortals. Hence, the value of life is not one speculation that must be underestimated, rather understood, because murder of any form or sort makes you a brazen assassin; brazen, because of your unsolicited decision to seize a fellow mortal's right to life."
Personally, I enjoy reading this sort of language because it makes even something so abrupt like writing about death, sound so beautiful and artistic. However, if I'd ever write a whole novel like that, I'm sure very few will buy it, because it is just so damn hard to understand!

4) Metaphors galore- "Stealing a man's life is like pilfering a valuable diamond, except life is much more valuable, hence making you liable to a punishment much more severe."
How do you compare a hairbrush to the Big Bang Theory (show/the actual theory)? They know it all! However, if your whole novel is like a bottle of tasteless comparisons, it will probably turn out to be a disaster.

5) Suspense.- "You killed a man. Murdered. Slaughtered. Manslaughter. And there was nothing left to do. But to suffer."
It is dark. It is scary. It is everything that haunts you. Behold! The suspense created by the magical use of too much punctuation. A. single. sentence. might. just. have. more. periods. than. w.o.r.d.s.

6) Philosophical- "One must not kill a man. By doing so, you are stealing something so endearing, that even suffering a life of sin would not suffice. You have stolen a life."
Maybe I'm the only one, but this sort of language reminds me of scarfed Arab warriors travelling through vast deserts on horses, searching for an hourglass. Idk. It is just so full of wisdom and makes you think about the meaning of life. One of the books with such language is probably The Alchemist.

7) Bringing Shakespeare back to life- "Thou had'st murdered, hence committed the biggest treason. Come here! Where goes't thou? I command thee, lay your weapons below."
As much as I love this sort of writing making English sound so cool, it is super hard to understand (and write as well). This is mostly found in old poetry, but there are some contemporary writers who still try to write like this.

8) Abrupt - "Killing means stealing lives." 
These blessed souls are super good at summarizing. They could probably turn a 300 page novel into a 30 page booklet. If only I could be one of them, I could've prevented losing marks in my English essay by being able to cut down my word length.

9) Waves of emotions- "You are there, weeping the sorrow bottled up inside of you, as you slowly reveal that you have killed the man. His innocence, his beautiful life has been stolen, and it is all your fault."
If the author wants, he can make you cry more than when you cried while watching A Walk To Remember. This is basically done by focusing more on feelings and emotions rather than the actual event itself.

10) Strictly shrewd- "A murder was committed."
I can imagine the character, wearing a suit and quietly talking to a robot. Similar to the Abrupt kind of writing, this is the opposite of Waves of emotions, because these writers seemingly don't show any emotions in their writing.Their writing is like a detached summary of events, almost robotic. The language is strictly formal, and does not go into depth.

11) Chick-flicky- "Jessica was so annoyed, that she wanted to KILL him."
Okay, I know that I have deviated from the original meaning of the sentence, but I just felt that I needed to describe this category as well. Now, I'm in no way saying that all chick-flick novels are pink, bubble-gum chewing, slumber party, lack of seriousness type, but yeah, girly for sure. xo

12) Author or Poet?- "Life is meant to be lived; men are not to be killed."
I know this sounds less like a poem and more of a slogan, but yes, I do remember reading some book which was pretty much a goddamn poem. If you write like that, I'd personally like to encourage you to make a living out of writing ballads rather than making people wonder if they had bought a novel or a collection of songs from High School Musical.

13) Dora the Explorer!- "I love killing men. Have YOU killed a man today?" 
Okay.. sorry. :P

I'm still trying to figure out which category I belong to. I think I have a bit of Flowery language, Metaphors and Slang, but sometimes I go on full Chick-flick mode as well. Ughh. I think I have a bit of every category. But mostly Flowery. Great, now I'm sounding like Suspense. Okay. Nice.

Can YOU think of any more categories? 

"Go On".

I was awake tonight instead of sleeping, because of this TV show. It's called "Go On", and I had heard about it before, but never really got around to seeing it. From what I've gathered, it's about this guy who loses his wife, yet hallucinates her presence and that keeps him sort of sane and insane at the same time. He misses her all the time, yet, he knows that he must move on, for his own health. It made me wonder, why is this show with such a tragic story considered so comical? (it was coming on Comedy Central) Is the 'moving on' part supposed to be funny? Is it wholly funny, or sadly funny, because come on, the guy's lost his wife, he can't really function properly without her. Is it funny because he is such a fail without her, and is the show trying to point out the meaning of a soul mate? Or is the show funny because of funny things completely unrelated to the death of his wife, and is the show trying to point out how insane and unreliable humans are? Or some mysterious third option that is blatantly pointing out my foolishness because of my overthinking brain? Either ways, I'm confused, and this is haunting me.

We try to move on all the time, I don't think this is applicable to just relationships, it's just something you come across life all the time. And it's not easy. But it is essential. Unless something can be done to undo the need to move on. And if that something is possible, you should run full speed towards it, and grab that thing that you've been having trouble letting go of. If it is unattainable, perhaps in an imaginary unattainable place, you have to let it go, and well, "go on".

I think this is a great show. It makes me think when I'm not supposed to think and supposed to simply laugh at the funny scenes. The topic they picked is just very curious, that's all.

Oh, look at the time. I'm probably going to whack myself in the head in the morning for posting when I'm half unconscious. But hey, I didn't make any spelling/grammatical errors!

Yours truly, 

When you can't sleep....

So before I start my blabbering, let me just enlighten you by erasing your doubts concerning my blog's new look, yes, I gave my blog a makeover. For those who don't care and trying to convince me that the applause I just heard was actually the sound of you flushing the toilet.. well... <insert intimidating threat>

Anyhoo, summer is here. You know what that means. No.. not tap-dancing or graffiti-ing your country, those activities are subjective. I'm talking about messed up sleeping patterns. School's out, college's out, work's.. well, you can always take a leave, I guess? But the point is, one of the best things about summer vacations is none other than getting to sleep. There are some who stay up all night, and sleep throughout day, and there are some of us who sleep from 9am-10am, then again from 5pm-1am, or whatever wacky schedule you have organized for yourself.

But then there comes the one day you suddenly have to wake up before 2pm. Maybe you have to attend an important meeting discussing the banning of #hash#tags, maybe you're a plant and need sunshine for photosynthesis, or maybe you were just plain sick of those countless reprimands from your parents regarding your flattering sleeping habits. Either ways, some day or the other, you have to wake up early. So regretfully, you go to sleep at 10.

11 PM


"The dinner was pretty good."
"I should probably wax."
"Can't believe she is dating him."
"I should go shopping."
"Man, I miss my old school."
"I hate this pillow cover."
"Did a mosquito just bite me? Or was that an ant?"
"I should study more."

2 AM

"My AC sounds like a washing machine."
"Will I look good in dreadlocks?"
"Why can't I sleep?"
"I wonder what xyz is doing right now."
*slips into imaginary situation with xyz*

"Aah, I have such a terrible life!"
"I wanna go back in tiiime"
"That Brampton girl was unbelievably racist"
"What if I get leukemia?"
"omgg i had a headache yesterday... that's a symptom"
"That reminds me. I need to look up 'asymptote' or some word like that... I saw it somewhere"
"Why doesn't he/she like me?!!!?!"
"Not all atheists are scientists"
"My physsics teacher had a tattoo omgg"
"MIND- SHUT UP! I WANT TO SLEp. sLeeeeeeeep. im soo slepey "
"I sholud dowlnoad msic"

3:21 AM

"this stupdi pillow is ruinig my lfie"
"IO WANT OT BE A BEAARS SO I HIBERNEATE"
"i... i'm gonna pop some scashh.... huntinn... come up... i look incrediBUL im in this bigass coat"
"Peeeh, pe pe, pepepepe PE!!!!! Kaun banega crorepati!!!!"
"I'm so useless. I can't do the split/"
"sugar.... nee neeed sugar"

"Crap. I need to pee."
"No, I should probabkblyt hold it or i may feel like peeing every night at thtihis time"
"what if I were elastic"
"omgg!!" *replays scene from Scary Movie 3 in head*
"ccccccccccollege. no, i don't need to think about thaat"

4:47 AM


"What ..si happegnin?! the beds getting vertical...."
"the apocalypse is here..!"
"har ghadi... badal rahi hain"
"frrrrr frr pigeon frrrr frrr"

6:00 AM

"o"
...

When I was in the 5th grade, our teachers had asked us to bring a scroll of paper from home with our new year resolutions written on it, and make it as pretty as possible. So I sat down with some paint and scribbled "I will improve my Sleeping Habits" in big letters and brought it to school. The teacher put all our resolutions up on the board and we vowed to follow them. However, it's been around 7 years and my sleeping habits haven't improved, unfortunately. They have gotten worse, I think.
Oh well. 

Tom, Dick and Harry.

Projects are stressful, annoying, and most importantly, BORING. Especially when you have one due RIGHT before your vacations.

By the time June arrives, you realize that it won't rain cats and dogs anymore, and you're sweating like a pig. You also realize that the 'A' you have been aiming for is a dime in the dozen, and you are simply a drop in the bucket. So you decide it'll be cool if you just include loads of diagrams in your project, after all, a picture is worth a thousand words. However, later when reality screams that you're against the clock, you realize that you're simply adding fuel to the fire, and nothing is a piece of cake anymore.

So you follow the lead of every other Tom, Dick, and Harry, and go offtrack.

Lol.

...So are you freaked out yet by my oh so many idiomatic references? Idk why, but these days they just come naturally to me. "So Ramona, you just came to school out of the blue! I thought you were sick as a dog!"

Well, the dog days of summer are here, my friend. Before you think that I should be moved to a funny farm, I shall begin my graveyard shift. Okay, that's not making sense anymore. Wait. I mean, that's all Greek to me now. Haha. Crap. I can't stop. Make it stop. STAHHP. Agh.

Okay, so the point is, WIKIPEDIA IS AWESOME AND I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DWEEBS THINK. When I was younger, I was told by my teachers that Wikipedia is unreliable and has stuff that may not be edited properly. So we weren't allowed to list that in our bibliographies, or just use Wikipedia in general. 

But I beg to differ. 

In fact, my laptop also begs to differ. 

I mean, just now when I typed "wikipedia" it corrected me saying it should be "Wikipedia" instead. I mean, gawwh, look at the amount of respect (W)ikipedia's getting, you wackos! 

It is so easy to find everything you need in Wikipedia. A blink of an eye, and voila! From the history to contemporary to major events to death to everything- it's all in one place, that's what I love about Wikipedia. And if you're so picky about references, you should notice those tiny hyperlink-able numbers they have above each alleged fact that takes you to that particular reference page. And if you're still gonna be picky, you can always suggest a reference, and someone will always heed you. 

To show my support, I have actually made this little tribute-thingy for Wiki. (don'tjudge)

But again, that's not the point. 

The point is, Tom, Dick and Harry. I was reading someone's wordpress which had some eco info, when suddenly I saw the guy mention something like "every Tom, Dick, and Harry knows that". Then I remembered someone's mom on Facebook had also mentioned "Tom, Dick and Harry" on some comment somewhere (I have a weird memory), and it struck me. Why is everyone so obsessed with Tom, Dick and Harry? 

Keeping the school-girl snickers aside on the name in the middle, I did some research. (This is the part where I got distracted and bored of researching eco). 

I encountered.... a.... (guesss) ....(drumroll)... WIKIPEDIA PAGE! And guess what? It had everything I was looking for. Don't believe me? Here, take a look.

Then my mind once again flashbacked to my SAT textbook. Princeton Review brings up a fictional character called "Joe Bloggs" who is an average teenager who gets average grades. And I found out that, just like TD&H, JB (not Justin Bieber) also is a similar reference term that has been in use since.. well... a long time.

Another interesting fact I learned is the name sequence. It so happens that the English people apparently use a word sequence in which the shortest word comes first, and the longest word comes last, hence Tom (which is the shortest) comes first, and Harry (which is the longest and has more syllables) comes last! I had NEVER noticed that before, I mean why do people usually say "tall, dark and handsome"? 

But of course, I wanted more examples. I tried thinking of more, but all I could remember was Forever 21 (For-ev-er Tw-en-ty-one.) And that also doesn't really count if you don't count 'tw' as one syllable. So that was disappointing. However, I shall be on lookout. 

Besides my word woes, I also found out that there was one.. actually 2 movies by the same name.

1) Tom, Dick and Harry (1941)- Couldn't find a proper trailer, but oh well, here's a Wikipedia(!) (which is at least more detailed that imdb actually), click here

2) A Bollywood (am I surprised -.- ) movie. Found a trailer. (because blogger is moodswinging and not letting me properly upload the video to my blog). 

Maybe there are more. But I think that's enough for now. 

Tom, Dick and Harry, I also learned, were rather common names in the 17th century. But these days, how often you encounter a guy named "Dick", let alone Tom or Harry? In fact, I have a theory that after the success of Harry Potter, parents were probably too scared to name their children Harry, because then people may compare him to Harry Potter, giving the child inferiority issues (because Harry Potter is kinda unbeatable). 

Sorry, just felt that^ image is appropriate.

And maybe the same happened to Tom, after Tom Riddle. Or maybe Tom and Jerry. And Dick? If that's your name, you must be a really, really brave guy. Btw, you should check out dick figures. Totally unrelated to what we're talking about here, but go ahead, just look it up on youtube, funniest videos ever. 

But also, on the other hand, if your name actually is Tom, Dick, Harry, or maybe Joe Bloggs, you know I didn't mean to hurt you in any way! If I did, I offer my sincerest apologies. At least you should be happy that your names are pretty much representing the human race. Why do you think people always say (or used to say) "every Tom, Dick, and Harry out there"? That's right, you freakin world conquerors! 

Well, on an ending note, I know that you may think that I'm a blessing in disguise, but actually, I'm just a leopard who can't change her spots. Now if you will please excuse me, I'm going to go eat like a pig, and I'll try to keep in mind that you are what you eat. 

Oh god, I'm never gonna get over this xD 

See ya later alligator.  (It's a song!!!!) 

As we near the conclusion.

A few minutes ago, for some unfathomable reason, I was suddenly struck by the fact that this is it. This is the beginning of the end- the last year of highschool.

And as I sit in my room, avoiding all my homework like evading tax, I think of where I'll end up; next year and beyond. There are times when I feel as if I will never have enough time. Sometimes, during a random happy moment at school, I look around myself, wherever I am, and wonder, where will I be at the same time next year? Will the same people surround me? Will I be the same? Will my life be better or worse? And as I wonder, it strikes me. I only have one year left of school. School; the place where I spend 7 hours 5 times a week and face drama. School, no matter how many times I've shifted, no matter how many times I have claimed to hate, has been so powerfully blended with my life for the past 14 years, that I simply can't imagine life without school. I just can't.

So the day when I will conclude my last essay, wear my uncomfortable uniform for the last time, and take a one last glimpse at the building I have made my partial home/day shelter, I don't want to feel regret. At the night of graduation, I don't want to be sitting in a corner, moping about not having enjoyed school to my fullest, not having utilized time properly, regretting, lamenting, pacing around the past, all the people I couldn't get to know, all the studying that I didn't do, all the grudges I didn't let go of, all the occasions of avoidable embarrassment, feeling unfulfilled and dissatisfied, and lonely, clad in my graduation gown. That's my biggest fear, I have realized. Now, I don't know if this fear is what will push me to make the best out of my school life, or my own road to disaster. If I start my amend-making straight away, I'll still run out of time. It is at the last minute, nearing the conclusion, when you figure out that there is simply no time! There is so much I want to do... I don't know if I'm really ready to let go of school, to let go of everything that comes with school.

I guess today is the day when I'll finally start attempting to make the best use of time.

Fun Insults.

Now, often people ask me "Songbird, songbird, how are you so smart and capable of coming up with such awesome, mind-tingling comebacks in any given argument?" and I just clear my throat and speak in my Yoda voice "It is an ancient art that I have mastered with precision and hardwork, and only non-dweebs unlike you can master it."

Well, I lied. No one really asks me that, but in case they ever wonder (they just don't ask out of ego, I'm sure!) I happen to have made a list just for you! 

I'm not being a misanthrope when I claim that the human race has, in fact, some rather boring ways of cursing people. The usual "YOU SUCK!" "WELL YOU SUCK MORE!" "WELL YOUR MOMMA SUCKS YO ASS" is just way too drab and boring these days, so why not spice up your argument a bit, with these Fun Insults!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

1) You're so ugly that if I were to cry because of your ugliness, even my tears would be too disgusted to come out.

2) Kindly turn cannibal and eat yourself. Or eat me. 

3) I will push you into a blackhole.

4) Guh---geehh---guuhh *says something incomprehensible*. Oh, I'm sorry, the bile collecting in my throat because of your disgusting remark is preventing me from speaking properly. 

5) I thought you were cute in the beginning, but now you're just a dirt-filled cuticle. 

6) You're so funny you make me snort. 

7) Your face makes me want to puke on it. Oh wait, looks like somebody already did. 

8) If we were married, I'd divorce you right away.  

9) OH, IT'S YOU! *runs away and hides behind door/book/Victorian buttress* Hello? 911...

10) You are an expired Diet Coke.  

11) Your name is a curse to my mouth.

12) You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe (x3) 

Oh wait. You're not even worth being a stupid hoe. You're just a gardening hoe. 

13) You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (x3)

You a stupid hoe, (yeah) you a, you a stupid hoe

You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (stupid, stupid)

You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (stupid, stupid)

You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe (stupid, stupid)

(stupid, stupid)

14) If we were in the 1800s, I wouldn't show you my ankles.

15) You're such a loser, I bet you have loose motions everyday. 

16) I thought your hair was beautiful, until I saw it coming out of your nostrils. 

17) When I look into your eyes, I'm suddenly sure of what I want in life- You. Dead. 

18) Come here, let me hug your throat with my hands.

19) You see, it's people like you who make me want to live in isolation. 

20) If you ever acted in a movie, your face would have to be censored. 

Some of these may seem familiar, but I tried being as original as I could be. But these are too mainstream, especially if you're Indian. I just felt this post would be incomplete without some desi insults that I came up with.

---Desi Insults:

1) Your humor is so dry that it requires frying in some pure desi ghee.

2) I will wrap my dupatta around your fat, brown neck.

3) I will roll your face out like a chappati.

4) Wow, you bark so well! You'd be best friends with my dog.

5) Aap kela ho. (You're a banana)

6) OYE! You don't know my name! (Starts singing "Sheila Ki Jawaani")

7) Your voice is so annoying that people record it to use it as their truck's horn. 

8) When I first met you, I thought you'd be like the spice to my curry. But now you're making the curry way too chilly. 

9) My autorickshaw is wayyyy better than yours. 

10) People hate you so much that even your groom from your arranged marriage would run away the night before your marriage.

11) Your mind is so dirty that even Washing Powder Nirma won't be enough to clean it.

12) I hate you so much that I'm actually going to let you pay the bill at the restaurant.

13) Aww, you're so sweet! (To waiter)- Bhai saab! Please get me some chai, but without sugar. I want to dip my friend's face in it to sweeten it. 

14) You're a South-Indian Potato.

15) You're so ugly, even Fair and Lovely wouldn't make you better looking. 

16) Your Indian accent is so fake, it sounds American. 

17) When you shout, I feel like India. Because your spit borders me on three sides (like the Indian peninsula)

18) You're so untalented that you won't be an engineer. Or a doctor. 

19) Have you seen the movie 3 Idiots? You're not even cool enough to be one of them.

20) I will make the most beautiful firework out of you this Diwali! 

I apologize if you're not Indian and feel left out, just remember, you're still loved!!

As for the rest, I hope I have inspired you with some of these insults. I know that more of these are easily available on the world wiiide web, but I still wanted to come up with some on my own. Also, *Note- Please don't use these insults in a legit argument. If you do, wear an armor to avoid being covered in squished tomatoes. :)

I hope my sense of humor wasn't a complete fail this time. 

Okay, I should probably sleep now. 

Goodnighhhtt

The elephant in the room?

A few days ago, I bruised my forehead (though I initially thought I had popped a pimple) and spent a whole week pretty much advertising my bandaid cemented across the side of my head. When I took off my bandaid yesterday, the whole part around my bruise was much whiter than the rest of my face. Though very distantly related, this gave me the idea for my next blog entry. I know this is such a stupid background, but yeah, I think it's a nice intro :P
And I found this article-

Now, before I start this post, let me just remind my readers that this is all my opinion and you totally have the right to digress.

So, what this article tells me is that if you rebel and love a little tan, you're the elephant, well, the only elephant in the room? Amidst what, unicorns? Unfortunately, India's advertisement industry is loaded with fairness cream ads, convincing you that if you're fair, you get a date for the prom, you get selected for the job, and suddenly your smiling face is on every billboard and you bask in popularity. (excuse me while I drown in this hypocrisy)

And if you're a fair person looking at me with puppy dog eyes going "What did I ever do?:(" CHILLAX. I have absolutely nothing against fair people, or dark people, or grey people, or polka-dotted triple lined people. I just have something against the mindset of the people, I could care less about the way you look.

Now there's a totally whole broad view to this topic which I could take up, like blaming humanity for caring about looks so much in the first place. I mean, yes, looks do matter, but not to such an extent that it would be the prime deciding factor of your job or marriage. It should also not affect your self esteem, so throw that 'looks-complex' in the trash along with your fairness creams. But yes, FAIRNESS CREAMS! :O

They. are. everywhere! From Argentina to Yugoslavia, you find people trying to get tanned. But then you arrive India, and witness a whole new different story. People trying to get fair! Now comparing to other countries, obviously this culture would seem absurd. But I have lived through my childhood listening to the desperate pleas of fair people assuring job offers, boyfriends, lead roles and compliments as positive side effects of the fairness cream that everyone is just DYING to buy, that this has just become part of my life.

The question is not "What is wrong with being fair?" rather, "What is wrong with being dark?". It is the stereotypical views of the people, because you *seem* to find darker people in occupations which involve manual labor (note-they are dark because they work hard in the sun rather than chilling in the AC), and considering the monstrous economic gap in India, these jobs are considered low-status-ish and gossip-aunty types, so automatically people associate darkness with stuff like impurity, low status, and ugliness (because you usually don't see farmers strutting the ramp). What happened to the good ol' Rani Mukherjee of the Bollywood industry? What happened to the good old days when you could be actors even if you're not fair and like, 5' 8? It has become such that you could be absolutely mediocre at acting and say "Halloew" instead of "Hello" as long as you have a perfect butt and complexion.


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It is just extremely sad that I myself encountered a girl being ridiculed for being dark, a few days ago. I just. I don't know what to say. I'm just extremely pissed off, how can people even THINK like that?! So what, you might be as fair as Snow White, but you have the...the guts to be SO CHEAP and insensitive? Is that what you have reduced yourself to? Seriously, I just look down upon such people, shame on you for even thinking like that.

Would I ever step out covered in fairness creams? The answer is no. I most certainly do not think that being fair equals being beautiful. Imagine a world with everyone Caucasian white. What's the point of even calling this world a 'world' then? Everyone would be complete lookalikes! Complexion on the other hand, brings variety. The brown complexion of Indian people is what makes us...well... not American or Ethiopian or Malaysian or from outer space! When I used to live in the US, my German teacher, Mr. Rodel believed that Indian girls(and guys) are beautiful because of their complexion. It is their trademark, and if you lose your trademark, well, don't you lose yourself?
If you're naturally fair, nice. If you aren't, that's also nice. You shouldn't spend a fortune trying to scrub yourself white, because by being fair, what have you achieved? You still have that dark mindset which would make people run from you anyway. And if you're still unconvinced, think again. There are so many other factors that determine whether you're beautiful other than your fairness. Why do you think dark people also get selected to be the winners of beauty pageants?

http://au.ibtimes.com/articles/416627/20121219/miss-universe-2011-leila-lopes-updates-what.htm

Then the gorgeous Liela Lopes who won the Miss Universe title in 2011 is undeserving and insignificant, right? 

Seriously people, change your freaking minds. You may be taunted, bullied or be treated like helium, and be tempted to pop your nose in a sea of bleach, but you know when you have surrendered? When those petty reasons cost your self esteem. Someone once told me that you should embrace your race and be proud of who you are. It's not about your complexion, but how you carry yourself. I have seen tons of ugly fair people (and ugly dark people also), but I have also seen simply stunning people of different complexions. The most beautiful thing is your self esteem, and everything else, secondary. So go ahead and put on a little lip gloss and let your hair down if it makes you happy (or use hair gel and wear cologne if you're a guy?). Be who you are and love yourself, instead of trying to change yourself. Do whatever, but try to stay away from the fairness creams. I also hear that the ingredients cause premature ageing and dryness, the opposite of whatever they claim it is used for. 

And what is this new crap going on about 'Fair and Handsome'? I'm not even kidding, I burst into laughter the first time I saw the advertisement and the heavenly voices in the background going "Hi handsome hi handsome". Quid irrumabo?! *pulls out fake gun*

Let me get this straight. Being fair does not make you lovely or handsome. And no, I'm not saying this because I don't happen to be perfectly fair, but because I'm against biases in general. I totally agree with Frieda Pinto in the article, you have some serious issues if you seek assurances in diving into fairness (or trying to). 

Sure, I'll agree that there is some hope for this world. Most of my friends actually embrace tan, and you have no idea how much I admire them for killing the old myth.

I am going to end this post by quoting Souljaboy in his song 'Kiss me thru the phone'- "Baby you so sexy, your voice is so lovely, I love your complexion, I miss ya I miss ya I really wanna kiss ya but I can't.." 

I know you're totally judging me by thinking why in the world couldn't I think of another song, but idk, this song was on my mind right now :P

PS- Note: There is a difference between fairness creams and things like facewash, facepacks, and natural remedies that are 100% grandma-made. There's a difference between glowing as much as your complexion allows you, and glowing as much as bleach allows you. Though facepacks and all do have some bleach,they are still different from fairness creams whose primary motives are to get you to be fair (and hence, lovely).