One Lovely Blog Award


I was nominated for the One Lovely Blog Award by Jessica @ The Awkward Book Blogger. Thank you so much so nominating me <3.

I’m making this post ridiculously late but, hey, being late is in my DNA now. No, really, I’m pretty sure there’s a scientific explanation behind my lateness because there’s no way I can always pull this off so fantastically against my own consent.

Me @ my blog

The Rules:

– Thank the person who nominated you.
– Share 7 facts about yourself.
– Nominate 15 bloggers and inform them of the nomination

Facts About Me:


I have an obsession with jackets. It doesn’t matter if I’m running dangerously low on jeans, tops or even shoes (can you run low on clothes?) but I’ll still end up buying another denim jacket. I love jackets, you guys. If I were a clothing piece, I’d be a jacket.


I took a years’ worth course of Classical music singing. Listen, I can’t sing for shit; people say I have a nice voice but, trust me, I cannot sing. Although, because of the classes, I did learn how to play the Harmonium- which was HILARIOUS because not only can I not sing BUT harmonium is also one of the last instruments I’d actually learn if I had the choice (thanks Mom).


Gravity loves me. No, really, it does, because otherwise there is no reason why I’m so freakin’ clumsy. I can’t even begin to tell you all of my incredible stories where I fell and got hurt for no apparent reason other than my inability to walk across a flat surface without tripping over my own feet. I mean, I once fell flat on my face while chasing a friend for Biryani in front of my entire school.



Once, when I was a kid, I had this huge fight with my friends and to express my anger, I marched up to my society’s garden, wrote their names on chits of paper, tore the chits and threw them in the fountain. This resulted in the aforementioned friends coming to interrogate me in the evening and me denying any personal part in this scandalous activity furiously.

Guys, I was badass.


I love pineapple on pizza. There. Fight me.

(Listen, I get the whole fruit + pizza = no logic BUT pineapple doesn’t give pizza a fruity taste, especially if it’s combined with jalapenos and done right. It makes the pizza tangy- which isn’t the same thing as sweet. I would be the last person who would opt for sweet pizza, ugh).


Till 8th grade, I pretty much used to listen to sappy music and cry a bit after the end of every school year because I missed my class friends and teachers and knew that all of us would be shuffled into different classes the next year. No, I don’t get it either. I should hate school but it was pretty great for me? Also, I was a sentimental kid who hated little changes and it bothered me that I won’t be seeing the same classmates and teachers everyday. I want to gag at myself sometimes.


The first proper “book” I wrote was in 6th grade. It was called, The Dare. It was about these three girls playing Truth and Dare and my main character, Katherine, gets the dare to stay in the mysterious Follet mansion for a night (original, I know). Anyway, it was written on PowerPoint with random googled pictures in between for dramatic illustrations. And I forced my Dad to print it too.

So, that’s it for me!

I nominate:



Sydney @ Fire and Rain Books


Happily Ever Bookish

Sofii @ A Book. A Thought.



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