My Thoughts on the Education System | Collab with Debbie!

A change in the modern education system is something I’ve always advocated for. As a student, it is we who have first hand experience with the inner dealings of the current system and how really terrible the pressure is, and how it jeopardizes and thrashed down our inner creativity and imagination
Intelligence seems to be measured by memory power and there can’t be something stupider than that. There are kids who slave every day memorizing and never spend any time trying to actually like or understand what they are doing.
This is a beautiful piece by my dearest friend Elm and everything she says is 100% true because I’m kind of experiencing it all ditto. Ugh. But I’ll never ever stop voicing out even if it takes a 100 years for this to change.

Just Call Me Elm or Something

Along with many other people in the UK, I’m very lucky to have a good education. However, there are still a lot of problems with the education system that those who don’t experience are quick to dismiss. In a collab with Debbie – you can read her post on her blog – we’re going to write about the issues that are closest to us.

For me, the transition from GCSEs to A-Levels was particularly difficult, an opinion shared with a lot of people in my year and the year below. With the transfer from “less challenging” GCSEs to “more challenging” A-Levels, most teachers and students alike were struggling. We had no idea what was really expected of us as in many subjects, there were either very few or no past papers at all. Those who took GCSEs recently or are going to take them soon will have had a similar…

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Exams Done = Summer is HERE 🏖❤

Just as I handed over my Physics paper, I looked around and saw everyone grinning around, making mad faces and sinking into their chairs with enormous sighs. Others made high-five gestures in the air and soon there’s was HUGE hubbub of chatter, and happy cries.

The day before yesterday was the last day of my exams- the grand and pompous GCSEs. AAAHH I. CANNOT. BELIEVE. THEY’RE. OVER.


After an exhausting month of revision, notes, refreshers, and whatnot, I’m finally free. My mind is in a whirlwind of what comes next. At first I could hardly process. Just as the bell rang, my brains immediately wracked themselves, trying to remember the next exam so as to plan revision.

I’m practically screaming and dancing and already feeling quite delirious. The day was fantastic, although there were a couple of mishaps. For one, I lost my Twitter account. WTF?!

I know I know. It’s madly infuriating. 😭 *sobs loudly*

I am locked out of Twitter. I tried every way possible to unlock it, but it seems I am apparently “too young” for Twitter. *curses under breath*

I’ll be starting a new account sometime later, because I’m still not over it. Anyway, that’s for later.

Combing back, my mind is in a highly hyper active mood, at the mo! All forms of tiredness and negativity seem to have disappeared. I couldn’t care less about anything other than summer. It’s highly contagious. Whether I have made proper plans or not is a whole other issue. Summer makes me mad, no matter in what form it comes.

Although on one side I am crazily ecstatic, on the other, I feel a bit blank. And terribly tired. They’re over. I did my Standard Grades. Year 11 is done. What. No. So soon? That’s all? Is it SIXTH FORM already? I am growing old. Whaaatt?! No! I want to watch Noddy back again.😭

But well, I decided to put the thoughts aside for later, and had the best form of fun with my friends. Plunging into the ‘present’ was fab.

My friends and I went for celebratory burgers nearby and since most of the kids there were from school, it kind of became a full fledged party.

It was SOO much fun. See the kind of magic here? Everyone was dead tired from revising day and night, and sitting for exams hours together, but still there was so much dancing, singing and fun. And still everyone was at their happiest. ( Oh and let’s not forget the cake and food that was also a reason for the delight😂).

We took TONS of photos on every phone possible because it was our last time together at the same school, before we move out to different schools for college or sixth form. Then came the last dance, and we cried. There were hugs and tearful goodbyes, and it was highly heart-wrenching and emotional. But still the day gave me so much hope- something that said that, we being SO close together would never truly grow apart that easily. That we would always meet up and catch up with gossips and fun like we always do. ☺❤

It was definitely a lovely day. I came home with blissful thoughts later in the evening and only then properly noticed my room.

Boy, it was the biggest mess of paper and stationary. I wouldn’t have been surprised if someone mistook it for a waste paper mart. There were revision material scattered almost everywhere, a bunch of books and notes stacked in the corner and papers peaking out. Pens were everywhere, and rough sheets flew across the room, when I switched on the air-con.

Obviously, like anyone, I didn’t clean it up at once, or even now yet.😂

I slept like a corpse after dinner, and woke up a bit late. I honestly couldn’t move. But I did jump out of bed later on, because SUMMER IS HERE!!!!

I quickly started going through my long-comprehensed summer plans and I am basically bubbling with joy. Since I missed out on blogging last summer, I’ve made my mind to definitely make the most of it this time.

My plans?

  • I’m going on a holiday to Delhi, the capital of India, and to Barcelona, Spain. It’ll be absolutely fantastic, because the places are quite tropical and I shall also be seeing one of the Wonders of the World. *gobsmacked*.

I will post a lot of pictures as I tour. 😊 I still badly wanted to go to Amsterdam this year, but sadly it didn’t work out. But 2 trips here already and I can’t help dreaming about beaches.

  • And then my cousin is getting engaged this July, so there will be TONS of wedding shopping, planning, organising and meeting up! She’s lovely, and I can’t help feeling extremely happy over all this.
  • There will be my usual dance lessons and practice, books, hang out sessions with friends, and shopping!

Whatever issues I had and faced, I’ve definitely thrown them to the back of my mind. Bloody hell, I can’t stop going into a deep state of euphoria, now. ❤

Summer is here and it is jam-packed with exciting plans and fun. God, who doesn’t LOVE summer?!😃🏖❤

How about you? Are your exams done? Summer plans? Any trips abroad?

The Real Neat Blogger Award

But right now I am setting out to get them all done and profusely thank all my AMAZING blogging friends who have nominated me, because these awards have made me SO SO HAPPY AAAHH. And I promise I will get them done no matter what. 😁 So if you ever wish to nominate me as someone deserving, please don’t hesitate because I certainly don’t want to be that ungrateful-cow-who-doesn’t-deserve-anything-because-she’s-lazy-and-she-procrastinates. Whoops! 😅😁
And here’s a HUGE THANK YOU to the lovely Zovi for nominating me for the Real-Neat Blogger Award! Please do check her out. She’s writes lovelyy poems.😊

The Rules :

1. Publish this on your blog by answering all the questions.

2. Put up that award logo over that post.

3. Thank the person who nominated you and also thank the person who made this award.

4. Nominate bloggers and ask them your own set of questions.

Here are My Answers!

  • What get’s you through a bad day (or everyday)?

Books? Definitely.
And sometimes(mostly) it’s my phone because I either let it out to someone or type out all the rubbish into a WP Draft.
You should try! It helps. ☺

  • One word that describes the relationship between you and your blog.

My Utopia? Honestly I can’t brainstorm further.
My blog means so much to me- it makes me happy, annoyed, bored, frustrated, satisfied, excited and whatnot! But its MY BLOG. Its a huge realationship. Sometimes I’ve felt the pressure too. But I’m sure I’ll never give it up. 😊

  • Does writing energize or exhaust you?

Both. Meaning, it energizes me most of the time because I get the urge to write more and more. But once I get it all out, it kind of makes me want to lie down. I think that’s because it relaxes me enough to put me to a peaceful sleep

  • Do you think someone could be a writer if they don’t feel emotions strongly?

Ofcourse they can. Maybe they wouldn’t write YA, fiction, poems etc. But maybe they can write Textbooks or Scientific journals or research papers, or even Sci-fi novels?
Honestly, I’m no judge of what anyone can or cannot become. And nor is anyone.
But tbh, writing isn’t just completely all about feeling deep and emotional because I for one, am not a hugely emotional person.

  • Which is your favorite post from my blog?

The last one! It’s a poem called Happily Ever After. I’ve read your other posts too, and loved them, but the last one is my current and recent favourite and I simply CAN’T get it out of my mind. 😄😊

Here are My Nominees!!:

  1. Gracie Chick
  2. Chiri and Dochi
  3. Girl Illustrated
  4. Gayle
  5. Elena
  6. Pensivity101
  7. Mandibelle

And Here are Your Questions:

  • What hobby and career would you get into, if time and money weren’t the issue?
  • What was your idea of/about blogging before you started? Has it changed? How?
  • What state or country would you never want to visit? Why?
  • What takes up too much of your time?
  • What TV show or movie do you mostly skip or refuse to watch?

So there it goes! And if you aren’t nominated please free feel to do this award and you won’t find a person happier than I would be!

So what are your answers? Feel free to comment them below!!

Me ❤

Let’s Do with a Story 

So, I had to babysit a group of primary kids a week ago, and I had to read them a book everyday. I got pretty bored soon, so I started making up stories on my own.

And here’s one, not just for kids, but for every damn person on earth. Especially for schoolers of all age. I hope you take in the underlying theme, because with that in mind, we can all together be unique in an exceptional way. 🙂

Mrs.Fox was happy.

With gleaming eyes and boundless faith, she hoped that her newly opened school would be a flying success. There were more than 100 admissions, and just a couple more weeks to go.

She was determined to make it the best school in the entire Jungle and introduced everything in the curriculum – reading, writing, arithmetic, swimming, dancing, running, climbing trees etc. and insisted that the teachers should take classes regularly and test the students periodically. Students would be made to compete on all grounds and be awarded with Merit Certificates and medals.

Classes started. Students were advised to take notes in class, memorize every lesson sincerely, and do homework daily. And exams were scheduled too.

However, as weeks passed by, the teachers were extremely unsatisfied with the results.

However much they ever tried, they couldn’t teach the Lion to swim, the fish to run and the tiger, to even hold a pencil!

The crow refused to sing and the fox could never fly.

The teachers tried all the methods and regularly conducted extra classes, special classes on Sundays and drilled the students to the utmost. Results would be moderate on one day, and yet the next day they would be as bad as ever.

The teachers awarded regular punishments to the students, believing they would become a “little more sincere”.

The peacock would help the teacher conduct dancing classes but the pig would not get a single step correct.

Likewise the owl did not want to learn to read and the monkey could not swim.
All the students failed in the exams.

The jungle folks were very worried and the fox was in an abyss. The baby animals felt guilty, depressed and useless. They didn’t like school.

They had destroyed all hopes of Mrs. Fox and their parents. Probably they were useless and undeserving. They hated the neighbours’ comments and their mums looking sad.

But every rain blooms flowers. The wise owl then told a brilliant plan to Mrs.Fox.

Let the students take up the class they want to and then conduct the exam. The monkey did not have to learn swimming anymore, but the crocodile could practice swimming and diving.

The crow could fly and learn to do somersaults in the air and the squirrel could continue learning to crack nuts. The birds could sing and the turtles didn’t have to climb trees.

School became a lovely place where everyone could do what they wished, where interests and passion were developed till the students mastered them, and there was no more “stress”.
The ducks swam all day and the peacocks danced all week.

When the exams were conducted, all the students passed with flying colours.

The animals weren’t “bad” and dunce at everything. They were just masters in a certain thing.

And so are you.

So the next time you don’t feel your heart leaping with joy, as you work out Chemistry, keep it away for once. Show them. Prove them that a pioneer in dance, music, arts or language, doesn’t have to work out formulae and decipher quantum theories, and vice versa.


P.S. I’m so sorry for being so quiet for such a long time!! (In case you didn’t notice my absence, never mind.😂) I’ve got so many posts in draft, but I couldn’t just post them. And the blogosphere seems super quiet suddenly and it’s deafening. I hope I fully reconnect soon! XX

YA Novels vs Reality/ Oh please

So, Have you ever felt you have grown up a fair bit (by age), but haven’t lived up to your full potential, or did the things you could have done by now? Or life could have been something more interesting now that you’re growing old or something? (Oh, get a grip, I’m around 16, not OLD old.)

***If yes, you might be having a case of Too-Much-YA-ficiton-itis***

There’s hasn’t been a DAY I haven’t worried about this. But recently this feeling seems to have intensified. Why?

  1.  I’ve been having loads of free time and hols, since Easter
  2. I’m reading a lot of fiction and YA.


Oh please, teens my age are saving the world already!🤐

There are 16 year old kids dating multiple boyfriends (who knows how many more are yet to fall for them), kicking butt on the battlefield, smoking weed/pot/whatever, and oh, getting pregnant.

(Speaking of pregnancy, oh goodness!! Is underage-pregnancy the new trend?! I need to write a whole post on this. *mutters to myself*)

And not to forget, they’re also fighting Lord Voldemort (or You-Know-Who huh), becoming Vampires, fighting the Hunger Games, getting into Factions and starting a new life and also leading a war. (WAIT. WAR??!!?)

And they are also discovering that they’re the long-lost princess from the Kingdom of um,…Excuse-Me-While-I-Get-Sick? And also they’re 16.

Again, I know it’s “Book World” and not “Real World”, but in My World, I don’t know where one ends and the next one starts.

I know I sound like a tiny kid who just found out Santa isn’t real. But it’s something deeper here. I don’t want to save the world from evil. (Not that I’d hate it 😝) But I’d like to live my teenage years in a way that’s more than homework, gossips, jokes, social media and selfies.

In plain words, I am confused about my life. I don’t know where I’m heading.

But here with Miss. Protagonist, my case is like- JUST WHO IS THE MAGICAL PERSON. WHY DO THEY HAVE THEIR LIFE PUT TOGETHER SO WELL BUT PRETEND IT’S MESSED UP BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT THE OTHERS DO? For me, I just learnt to make an omelette yesterday.

Hands up, I agree it’s all amazing to be a part of Not-Normal Land and dream all day, and get transported into book world. Hell, I’ve been dreaming this way for 16 years of my life and where did I get? I remain right here.

It’s honestly depressing. Or even frustrating. I don’t know why this is happening to me. I’m a Mega-huge fiction lover. And I’m currently reading a YA/fiction, and I’m even addicted while I read it. But when I shut the book and think, the reality floods in like a huge slapping ice-cold wave on my frolics and sunshine.

Did you ever notice that YAs have the BEST friendship and boyfriend goals? It’s more common there to have your friends and boyfriend(s) sticking up to you in matters of life and death, and not your parents.

Did you take time to think that it might not be true at all, no matter how hard we wish it was? (It’s breaking me to say this, but I’ve come here. So here we go)

Your parents and family is what stays with you till the end. Friends are amazing. I promise you can’t be without them. But they come and go. You might have to change or even move on sometimes. And its not really a Forever with every single person you fancy. But that’s not the case with family.

I think YAs sometimes make kids devalue home, in a supposedly “cool” way.



The teenage main character finds out a mega-huge secret about the enemy mean girl/ army/ corrupt govt./ mysterious serial killer/ sketchy biology teacher. They run to people with power. And then either someone listens to them and joins them on the investigation/resistance right away, or they gather a group/army and fight.

SERIOUSLYY?! *eye rolls* I only wish it were that simple. I can’t even fight the trash-problem in my next street.

Everyone seems to follow the protagonist because they seem to be the Chosen One for… reason??

AND HEY IS THIS CLOUD PALACE IN HEAVEN? Because everyone seems to be as beautiful as Gods and Goddesses dropped straight from the abode of the angels.

Just puh-lease.

I’m surrounded by teenagers 85-90% of the time and let me tell you the fact that they can be sporty, awkward, gothy, nerdy, geeky and not just plain pretty and too much into makeup. Say hello to braces, pimples, weird fashion trends and frizzy hair. Not everyone looks like someone who can win a Gigi Hadid look-alike competition!

And Love Triangles!!

Don’t even get me started there.

And it’s even okay with love triangles, but sadly it doesn’t stop there. It becomes Love Quadilaterals, and even Love Octagons who knows!?

And hell with the ‘Forevers’and ‘Happily Ever Afters ‘. And it’s even worse in vampire stuff.

They get married and live happily ever after with their high school boyfriend/girlfriend. And mind it. Happily ever after here means 1000 years-something.
Sure, some of my classmates will end up marrying their current boyfriend/girlfriend but most will breakup before or during college.

And hey, most teens are looking for someone who’d be a good prom date, not a good father. This doesn’t mean that our feelings of love, confusion, and crushes are less serious, or that we don’t need narratives about teenage relationships. But making every teenage love story a permanent installment shows a fundamental lack of understanding of teens.
We might not want to envision breaking up with someone, but very few of us are looking for a true ‘forever love’ or a spiritual soul-mate whatever.

And there’s more, but I don’t want to make this uber-long. Oopsie. 😝

P.S. So all of this doesn’t mean I’m against YA Novels. Some of my favourite reads are still YA.
I understand YA is fiction, and a story about a teenager’s every day life went would be pretty boring.

But I read a fair amount of YA fiction and it got on my nerves that EVERY book seemed to revolve around the SAME concept- Ultra Hot boys and too much cliche.

I like YA stuff but I think we need more than the current stuff. And hence the post. 😉🙂

So long,