Moving Home

To all my wonderful readers and subscribers,

Sometimes it’s important to give yourself a fresh start; another go; a clean slate.

This is my attempt at doing so- I’ve started a new blog

I’d love your support as I start this new journey.

Catch you on the other side.



Kind Mind

Yesterday, something that I’ve known for a long time was reaffirmed to me- my body listens to me.

This is the thing- I’m a positive person. I believe wholly and truly in the power of words. I’m currently at a conference for improving ‘Campus relations with Faith and Belief groups’ and yesterday we were reminded that what we think affects our brain and body. There’s actually an art to this, you know. There are exercises you can engage in to ‘speak’ to your body and affect how it feels. Let’s do this together-

Okay, so sit comfortably with your feet planted to the ground. 

Put one hand on your stomach area and the other on your chest. 

Close your eyes. 

Pay attention as you breathe in and out. Recognise that your breath is part of your body.. a kind and affectionate friend. 

Choose a loving or kind or calm word and let the feeling of that word sink into yourself. You can repeat the word. Feel the warmth and kindness from your hands on your skin. This produces oxytocin, a hormone which helps you to feel safe and peaceful. 

This exercise is known as ‘Kind Mind’. The moment I heard it, I knew I would love it. The name itself conveys the message that your mind should be a friend to you. Guard it fiercely. Mahatma Gandhi agrees. He says,

I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet

Precisely. And it applies to different circumstances. If you are feeling unwell, exercise your ‘kind mind’ and speak wellness to your body. If you’re about to run a marathon, exercise your ‘kind mind’ and speak strength to your body. You’ll see a transformation.

So as you go through your day and week, remember your mind is yours. Filter out the negative thoughts. Cultivate a kind mind. 

For more details on ‘Kind Mind‘ and other lessons we learnt, check out



Wake Up And Smell The Coffee

Hey hey hey! This is especially dedicated to my fellow 18-25 year olds for whom it’s most fitting.

In a few years (This may have already started for some of you) :

-You will no longer have the freedom to ask for “pocket money” from mummy and daddy.

-Chances are you will have a starting salary the size of a packet of crackles that you will have to feed to loads of expense accounts.

-You’re mid month will suddenly become “too busy for a plan” which we all know is French for “I am as broke as a 3 legged chair!”

-Saving will no longer be an option rather one of the sure ways to grow your financial wealth.

-You will learn that though money is not = happiness. It is certainly necessary to live a comfortable life.

Basically, conversations about money will be the order of the day!

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The Kardashians and their dairy products

Hype; promote or publicize (a product or idea) intensively”

I read an article last week about Kim Kardashian’s latest venture- ‘Kim Kardashian: Hollywood’ a mobile application game with the idea of making you famous. Analysts predict that the app will garner about $200 million in revenue by the end of 2014. This got me thinking what I’ve always thought about Kim- who does this woman think she is?!

I’m an unashamed fan of the Kardashian family. They’re entertaining to watch, no doubt. But what fascinates me most about them is the importance they attach to their brand. A reality TV show, fashion collection, baby clothing, home decor, lingerie, tan, make-up, books, apparel- the list does not end. They were given a platform and milked it for every dollar it’s worth. You almost want to hate them for their insatiable ambition. But I think we could all learn a thing or two from them.

I like to write- as you can tell. I enjoy it thoroughly. But more so, I like to use my words to spread positivity and inspire others. Initially when I started my blog, I would share my new post(s) once and then just hope that others would enjoy it enough to share it. My theory was that ‘My work should speak for itself‘ and “If people deemed it worthy of sharing, they would“. I didn’t want to impose myself too much on others. I didn’t want to be overbearing. I would look at other people who shared their work on social media often and think “People must think he’s so annoying omg” or “She created a Facebook account for her music, who does she think she is?!” Yet secretly, I admired the tenacity with which these “over-sharers” worked on their craft, took time to share it with others, made themselves a brand and opened themselves up to criticism from all directions.

Taking notes from the Kardashian brand and “oversharers” one thing is clear to me- it’s the belief in your own hype that makes dreams achievable. It takes courage to believe in yourself enough to share what your good at with the world. It takes even more courage to relentlessly tell others “Hey, look at me, this is what I like doing“. As Theodore Roosevelt so eloquently put, “it is not the critic who counts”, but (s)he who strives valiantly“.

It takes hype to build a dream. Believe in your own. It’s what makes the impossible, possible. Believe in your own hype and milk the butter, cheese, yogurt, cream, ice cream, gelato, paneer- out of yourself! Yay.

Paying my dues

I owe a lot to Manchester. She’s been good to me. She welcomed me with open arms, she made me comfortable, she introduced me to her people, she challenged me, she shaped me- she grew me through and through. I’m graduating in 7 days so this kind of post is requisite. Now, don’t mind if I do.

For many, coming to university abroad is a natural progression from further education. It’s guaranteed, almost automatic. But for me, no. Coming to Manchester was a miracle of many sorts. Let’s start with the fact that I was 17 when I finished school. Seventeen. A decade and seven years. So no, my parents were not enthusiastic about the idea of an education abroad. For a long time, it was not even an option. But somehow, I insisted. And after a while, one parent bought the idea, and subsequently convinced the other. Thankfully, my grades reinforced that initial skepticism, and it became a little easier to push the agenda.

Secondly, university abroad is not cheap. It’s expensive. It’s very expensive. It’s one thing to get you to university, and it’s another to keep you there. I don’t take it for granted for one second, that I was able to be in university, and complete it in 3 years. I owe a lot to my parents for working so hard, and I owe the most to God, for making it possible. I read this quote somewhere, before I came to uni, and it really encouraged me.

God’s will, God’s bill

Thirdly- law school gave me grief, and grief in abundance. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again- I found it really tough. For many reasons- the content, the teaching style, the (sometimes) tedious modules. Law school did wonders for my confidence. Having done really well in my IB exams, it seemed obvious that this success was transferable. But oh wow! When you start doubting yourself to the point of astonishment, you begin to understand that things work a whole lot differently in university. However, I must add, it can be done- and done well at that! I thank God so much, because despite a really really hard 3 years, I managed to do very well. Smart work and prayers together do wonders.

If there’s anything university has taught me, it’s that life goes above and beyond academics. My biggest and most profound lessons have come from the challenges of university life. My theory is that the struggles you face in university reflect the ones you will face ‘out there’. I’ve mostly learnt about failure, vulnerability and courage.

I’ve said this before but I think it’s worth mentioning again. I  was really enthusiastic about getting involved in university when I first joined. There’s that first year glow that seems to emanate from Freshers’, and I was no exception. I applied for it all- Law Society representative, internships, committee member, global graduate scheme, vacation placement, part-time jobs, enterprise competitions- the list is endless. And likewise, the rejections seemed endless. You actually just wonder, should I just stop altogether or what? But I learnt a few things. I learnt to appreciate the beauty in trying. I learnt that just because you put yourself out there in pursuit of something, it does NOT automatically mean you’ll get it. And that’s okay, because there is SO much to gain from trying, making an effort, putting yourself out there. So don’t ever stop. Don’t ever feel like you try too hard and never achieve anything. I believe strongly that the more you try, the closer you are to achieving something great. And that’s definitely been the case for me. I won an election at my students union this year and I started a venture that is very close to my heart. It made the past few years of effort worth it. It is honestly the greatest feeling in the world and there is nothing to explain it. Failure is inevitable, and the sooner you accept it, the closer you are to your goals.

And of course, I can’t forget to thank Manchester for inspiring the steady ascension of my eyebrow game. Let’s hope it stays there.

For someone.

It wasn’t my fault, it was yours.

Being highly introspective, when something goes wrong, I first look inward to examine my own actions. This means that I often apportion blame to myself. Rarely do I look outward to find someone or something to blame. Because, I mean, there’s always a part you play right? Somewhere in between you could have done something differently to change things, right? Actually, no. No. Sometimes, things have nothing to do with you. Do you get it? You can’t always find fault in what you do. Because sometimes things are out of your hands. And when things do go wrong, it’s okay to say, “You were wrong. You did me wrong. Shame on you, bye.” It’s okay for things to not be your fault because the world doesn’t revolve around you. There are factors, and situations, and other people on earth too, you know? Don’t get too caught up with the idea that everything has something to do with you, because that’s not how it works. Remember that you- you are worthy of bigger, better, higher, wider, deeper- excellent, magnificent, extraordinary stuff. You are.

It’s not your fault. Just wanted you to know.