Not gay. Just concerned.

India has taken a step back into the dark ages this week when the Supreme Court declared same sex relationship to be illegal yet again. This is an issue I feel very strongly about. I may not have any personal interest in the issue but I think LGBT rights is a topic related very strongy to the development of India.
India is known for its culture and heritage and many consider homosexuality as "unatural". These conservative people have to realise that the scriptures do not condemn homosexuality and in numerous temple carvings, homosexuality has been depicted.
Some celebrity marriages last for a matter of few months. Why should two people who have been faithful to eachother for years not be allowed to marry just because they are of the same sex? I'm not saying throw a huge wedding and call everyone in the street to party (If you would prefer that feel free) but atleast the oppertunity to make it legal for all to see.
Anothe thing that bugs me is that what business does the government have in what goes on in the private lives of two people in love?
What disappoints me is the backward mindset of the people. Meeting a gay person isn't gonna turn you gay. It is merely going to give you a perspective into an alternate lifestyle.

I really hope people open up their minds and something is done about this issue.

~BlueArtist

Update: Mobile phones as shields!

Remember how I told you about that group of people I've seen for ages but never spoken to? Okay, if you haven't refer to a previous post "Mobile phones as shields!".
Well I made friends with one of them on the last day of the festival and turns out a few other I actually know. So we had yet another festival this Saturday and one of the people in the hang insisted that I come and talk with them. I usually have a fear of groups. But, this time I worked up some courage and went and spoke. As it turns out, I have wonderful social skills. (:D) I had a wonderful time and honestly I haven't laughed so much in one evening! (Yay) The friend I spoke to insisted that I stay for dinner and who knew standing in a queue could be so much fun? I laughed so much that I became too nauseous to eat dinner! (That may have been the nervousness speaking too)
What I learnt was, that sometimes you just have to work up the courage and make your presence felt! It made me feel happy happy and more purple than blue! (:D)
~BlueArtist

I found this really funny website go ahead and  give it a peek: Click me!
Here's a sample:

Un-Vegetarian

Oh, I'm an un-vegetarian:
I love to eat real meat.
I'd rather eat a roasted lamb
Than stuff that's made of wheat.

I shape my beef as carrots,
Make chicken look like peas;
I flavor it to taste like them
To hide carnivorous needs.

The blackhole of my life.

Do you get that feeling in your tummy that maybe you're making a mistake? I'm getting that one right now. What if I'm just messing up my future by sacrificing the things I like to do?
What if I was mean to be a dancer? Or artist? Or an actress? There are so many possibilities. I wonder if I'm making a mistake doing the mainstream stuff.
Few days ago I heard someone in class say "I should have taken Humanities". I happen to agree with that person. All this is just getting insanely overwhelming.
Now, I feel like I'm sinking in a deep, dark hole and there is no one to pull me out. I've forgotten how to have fun and I worry all the time.
How can they put so much pressure on us during our teenage years and expect us to turn out as normal adults?
Exams? Marks? School? College? I cant see what I'm working towards anymore.

Mobile phones as shields!

There is one thing which has always nagged me. I've never fit in any group. 

I get that feeling of envy when I see a bunch of kids hanging around together and its not a nice thing to feel. I used to be part of a group back in the city I was born. I used to be that little kid everyone adored. Then, my father moved. Now, I just feel like I don't fit in. My parents kinda stopped socializing so I never formed that group. I envy people who have been friends from childhood. That is a very special bond to have.

We have this ten day festival going on. It happens every year. There are a bunch of kids I see every year. They know me by face but I haven't properly spoken to any of them and that makes me sad. There are so many people who I know I would have been good friends with but I don't get that little push I need to say "Hi" or "Hello". Like before when people were forced to smile at eachother? Nowadays we just hide behind our phones and various other gadgets. 

Facebook. That's another story all together. There are SO many people you "fb know". There are the two types. You're friends on FB buy never met. Or incessantly stalked on FB and seen in person but never talked. I think technology reduces you're ability to talk to a person in person giving you the opportunity to hide behind a rectangular screen. 

It is true that it open a lot of windows allowing you to make friends by overcoming distances. But, what about the door that close? You may know everything about the person sitting next to you in your class but when will they know about you?

Why can't we drink alcohol when we study them?

"It's been a really really messed up week
Seven days of torture, seven days of bitter"
-Hot Chelle Rae (Tonight Tonight)

Welcome to 12th grade in my country. Where the its not your typical teen problems which conspire to make your life miserable but the freaking government. Yes, the government. The portions that we have in 12th grade is probably what my parents learn in COLLEGE. Are they trying to make us go nuts? Probably. ^_^ With the added pressure of being compared to your siblings, cousins, second cousins, neighbor, neighbor's siblings and so on, you can't really expect life to be simple. The portions we have honestly seems like gibberish to me with occasional moments of clarity. Sleeping in physics class? Check. Doodling in Chemistry? Check. Well that covers my major problems. You would think they could make Maths, English and Computer Science a LITTLE more interesting. But, NO. After all this they wonder why we are dying to get out of school. Peer pressure often stress us out unnecessarily. Though my parent still think I'mm chill and not that bother, I'm like a dormant volcano of fear. Beware those around me I'm gonna erupt soon. My favorite chemistry teacher quit this year and the despair I felt is inexpressible. She used to convert those undisciplined sentences and whip them into line. The only thing I was looking forward to (My Birthday) is three days before my birthday! Then again most people forget my birthday. Not the biggest social butterfly in school. Ahh I'm deviating. Lets get back to my drab boring life. After finishing this little post I hope to make an attempt of a certain topic called Alcohols (No wonder people resort to it.), Phenols and Ethers. Yay me! -_-
~ExtraBlueArtist

Being a teenager and other issues.

I find it so annoying when people assume we're going through a rebellious phase. "Oh your kid is picking fights? Must be a teenager!" Its just that during this phase we have lots of choices to make. Gently guiding us to the right path is different than tell us "No." It is denying us something that makes us more determined to get it. Let's take the case of alcohol. Most of the people of my age look at it as an exotic thing. My dad lets me drink. That doesn't make him a bad parent. His view is if we are denied something it becomes exotic and we aren't it loses its shine. For instance, now, I don't find drinking such a cool thing. Honestly, I think it tastes pretty bad. Our parents know us well too. When my dad talks about how he used to smoke as a teen he isn't worried that I wont smoke or do drugs because I'm aware of its harms.
Sometimes, parents tell us about the times they skipped classes to go for movies. They do so not to encourage us but to tell us in a way that it is normal, I guess. A reassurance that maybe a bit of mischief is required in life.
It is important to remember that every gift every slap they give us is for our own good. They've been through this as well and they try, even if they don't, to understand how we feel or what we're gong through. We teenagers appreciate being heard and not being clumped together under the label of "Teenager". All our problems are unique and treating them as a "Phase" is what hurts us the most.
Mischief is good in doses but in the end it is important to remember after we say "Mischief Managed" that we remember the responsibility that lies on our shoulder.
~BlueArtist

The Perfect Weekend

After my school held this huge cultural event last weekend I finally understood how much manpower, money and effort goes into holding an event which can be enjoyed by its participants. There is a certain pride which goes into wearing an organizer's badge and ordering those around you. You get to interact with various people. Some are nice and  cooperative, while, others are just pains in the back sides. You meet lots of wonderful people and sometimes you're left wondering whether you'll ever meet them again. Then there are those friends you see after ages (Lupine Writer included) and also those stalkers you've been avoiding. But, in the enthusiasm of arranging for judges for your event or making sure you have all the registration forms just right you forget all your worries and just end up enjoying. The joy of watching someone in your event succeed (trust me I know how hard it is to build a running robot or paint on a shirt which keeps rolling up) makes the pain in your legs worthwhile. If you're lucky some talented photographer would have captured your look of excitement or joy or the look of wonder as you watch an amazing performance of dance or singing. The food stalls are always something to look forward to. Especially when someone else is ready to pay for you. (:D) The added benefit of a stall where you can get your nails done for free just to remind you of the girly side. So whether you're watching Battle of the Bands or Adzap there is always something new to enjoy (unless its the millionth time someone is playing Boulevard of Broken Dreams). So as your voice goes hoarse cheering for the competitors of the Ultimate Venture there is always something to smile about remembering that all the winners get to take home a piece of your art in the form of their certificates. Finally, when all is said and done, all the pictures taken, cakes cut and organizers cheered on, there is that moment when you hear thunder and it starts to rain and you know that it has been a perfect weekend!