Content warning: this is a breakdown of Brexit and its impact mostly on Australia. I did not agree with what went down, so if you do, please don’t read or comment on this post. This post’s intent is for me to get my opinion out in a transparent and clean way. And we’re all adults here anyway. I understand that not everyone will share my opinion, and so this is just a heads up. If you don’t agree with my views, please don’t try to convert or explain why I’m wrong. We’re entitled to our own opinions on such matters.

I like to coin England’s decision to leave the EU, the largest monetary union to date, the great division. Why? Because on Friday afternoon (for Australians), we witnessed the break apart of a nation from one major economic power, and the beginnings of the breakdown of the United Kingdom. My prediction is that the United Kingdom will no longer be referred to as the United Kingdom, and soon enough all our history textbooks will regale with the tale of how England is now just referred to as “Kingdom”.

As you already know from my previous post, I was heavily against Brexit. For a plethora of reasons. And frankly, I don’t know whether to rejoice at the fact that our global economy is changing so rapidly, that my honours thesis when I do one, will have a large selection of topics to research and hypothesise upon; or cry at the state of our economy.

But emotions aside, let’s look at why Brexit came about.

Brexit was driven by a far right attitude to ensure Britain retained its sovereign power, and return Britain to the glory days of its colonialist era. Brexit was supported by citizens who saw the political power and monarchical advantage that the UK once possessed as a key issue to maintain. The regulation of the EU in terms of legalities and economic decisions were much too overbearing for the British, not to mention the issue of immigration as the crisis in the Middle East intensifies as the days go on. The fact that Britain was bound by the Lisbon Treaty, signed in 2007, where issues of regular and irregular immigration (such as in the case of migration during global conflict) must be shared equally amongst all member nations, was apparently too much. Moreover, the possibility of Turkey one day being admitted to the EU as a member nation because they already adhere to so many of the EU’s regulations seemed too much for the European sanctity (read Europid cultural domination) that Britain wants to uphold.

Honestly speaking, Britain hasn’t maintained sovereign power since India declared independence in 1947, and many nations under the commonwealth don’t really see the benefits. After talking to many of my friends, and having a frank discussion with my university tutors, we all came to the conclusion that the only benefit that’s come from being under the commonwealth is the mandatory public holiday we all get in June to celebrate the queen’s birthday. Other than that, there has been no real influence of power by England over any of the Commonwealth nations.

Brexit is a loosely coined term to present Britain’s separation from the EU. What Brexit is really about, is Britain retaining its Europid sanctity against the “bastardisation of its culture” (In reference Alfred Rosenberg and his study of why Ancient Rome as a powerhouse, crumbled to the ground. The parallels between Britain and Ancient Rome are uncanny honestly.) If Britain were to remain in the EU, the sanctity of their Europid power would come under question.

What terrifies me is how uneducated the masses were about the EU’s role in Europe. British IT and Securities released yesterday that millions of Britons who voted in favour of Brexit were now googling what the EU was, because they didn’t know what they were voting for.–W1AA_n4nEb

These charts from the website above only prove to show that education is so important on issues like this. And that cultural insensitivity and a lack of understanding about the world and global impacts of actions can’t rule decisions. It’s a known fact that the youth will be dealing with the consequences of Brexit. And of Scotland and Ireland, and most probably Wales leaving the United Kingdom. Without the UK’s posse, there isn’t much to offer. The Pound is weak. Manufacturing is insignificant, and the UK doesn’t even have its own power supply.

The UK just lost the free transfer and movement of goods, services, money and labour and has lost so many strong trading partners. The youth will struggle to move through Europe to study or work. England will struggle to finance itself in times of economic hardship, and plans to print money will lead to hyperinflation.

Such a decision has proven that the xenophobic fever that latches onto many of the baby boomer era has clouded their sane judgement. To lose stability is the worst thing a nation could do to itself. To lose stability under the belief that you’re returning a nation to its colonialist, pure, Europid days is even more ludicrous.

So what does Brexit mean for Australia?

Britain has always been a major trading partner for Australia. For obvious reasons. Colonisation, the Commonwealth etc. However, after Britain was admitted as a member of the EU, we lost our free trading rights and simply moved to find better trade partners. However, as globalisation became more accepted, we used our connection to reach out to the rest of Europe, namely nations in the EU. Britain was our base for entry into the EU as we were sanctioned by trade laws and restrictions that all monetary unions would impose on non-member countries.

Brexit has caused vast economic turmoil. The pound plummeted to record lows – levels not seen since the GFC, and share prices in Australia devalued by up to 10% in the span of an hour. Because our financial markets are so interlinked, when decisions like this are made, the global market bears the brunt of the economic earthquake. Britain sneezed, and the Australian market caught the flu. If a repeat of the 2008 financial crisis ever graces our doorsteps again, Australia will have great difficulty in borrowing from Western European nations like it did in 2008-9. Many Australians with assets in England have seen their assets devalue significantly as the pound freefalls.

Perhaps the biggest downfall is trade. Without a stable entry into the EU, our trade will suffer greatly. And because our Liberal government is so against structural change, there will be little reconciliation and growth stimulation, only exacerbating the change of rising unemployment and lowering forecast GDP growth. Moreover, there were talks that Australia may try to negotiate a free trade agreement with the EU. Without the support of a major trading partner, that deal is a dream.

While it may take up to two years for England to negotiate with the EU on how it’s leaving, the ramifications have already been huge.

Maybe my higher school education and analysis of WB Yeats’ poetry didn’t all go to waste. Because yes, the Second Coming – anti-globalisation, is coming.

And it’s been fuelled by a crowd of misinformed nationalists.

xx Simran



on referendums

I sincerely hope England is prepared to deal with the consequences of its actions, after choosing to leave the largest economic and monetary union formed to date. 

For what? What are the costs and benefits. Is immigration a large enough issue to shatter the stability of national and global economies?

And as for Australia, I suggest we become a republic, because apart from the fact that we get a long weekend for the queen’s birthday, there isn’t much else we can rely on now. Our safe and stable entry to the EU for trade is screwed. Our stocks have fallen, our dollar has fallen. And the fact that many of the pro-Brexit supporters were honing in on feelings of nationalism and the return of England as a colonising power speaks volumes about the consequences of the decision to leave the EU.

Our trade with England might become easier because we wouldn’t have to deal with the trading obligations enforced by the EU, but we’ve lost a lot more business in Western Europe.

There will be extreme short term volatility, not just here in Australia, but globally. Volatility not seen since the GFC is predicted to occur, and if that does happen, Australia will suffer in trying to gain funding for debt bail outs from other nations. Exports – one of our major growth factors will decline significantly, slowing our already abysmal GDP growth.

I do believe that Australia should seek to become a republic. We have no strong ties left to the rest of Europe. Our access point to Europe has basically dissolved. Any form of trade agreement between the EU and Australia will be highly unlikely because of our commonwealth ties. Our reliance on the commonwealth has essentially amounted to nothing now. Our economy is not as strong as they say. Reassurances are weak and the loss of trade, of both goods and services, will impact us on many levels. Also, travel will be a new concern, as well as migration between the two nations, and to western Europe more generally.

The aftershocks of Brexit lie in the fact that not one, but two strong economic unions will be broken. One, the UK’s link to the EU. And two, Scotland, and later Ireland and Wales, will seek independence as well.

If this was the way the UK believed a return to nationalist strength and the power they once possessed could be successfully and stably done through leaving the EU, I think a lot more consideration needed to occur.

xx Simran


Before I begin, a huge apology for the erratic posting.  I just finished my semester finals and I’m honestly frazzled, sleep deprived and unsure if I actually made it out of that hell. The past six weeks have taken a lot out of me and I’m drained. BUT I hope to be back to my usual activity soon, and since all I’m doing is working and going out until I go overseas, I’ll have a lot more down time which is fantastic.

I thought post two would be a little narration into the daily aspects of my life, and how having two cultural identities plays a role and plays a part in who I am, how I act and the values and attitudes that have been imbibed into my lifestyle.

There are various cultural norms that we subconsciously adopt as we grow and mature. And I’m quite happy with the things I’ve picked up from both living in Australia, and having an Indian heritage.

I’m a free spoken young woman living in a first world society in a first world country. I’ve been blessed with the liberty of access to free speech – a right that I use, and honestly would not be able to survive without. I believe in an egalitarian society, regardless of whether that’s referring to race, culture, sexual orientation, socioeconomic status or status of work. I believe in an individual’s right to equal treatment an representation in all walks of life. I live quite a liberal and free life. We have a relaxed stance around people in society, and there are no qualified signs of respect that we display to our elders or superiors, except for addressing them via their titles, rather than their names.

I’ve always been encouraged to broaden my horizons, socialise with all members of the community, and seek friendships with everyone. I’ve grown up playing a lot of sport, joining various extra-curricular activities, and the importance of work experience has always been stressed. There’s nothing more I love then having a kick back with mates at the beach or having a barbecue. I’m an avid sports fan and also thoroughly enjoy giving back to my community.

These ideas, cultures and values, I associate as Australian cultural norms. These are facets of my life that I’ve been exposed to since the day I was born.

However, I think I’ve only uttered my sister’s birth name 10 times in my 18 years. Out of respect for my elders, my sister is always referred to as didi. And I don’t think I’d ever be able to address her by her actual name. I am able to somewhat fluidly change my tongue and accent to wrap around the different sound of Hindi, and am exceptionally passionate about weddings and celebrations. On a more general note, I’m expected to remove my shoes outside the house, or near the entrance, as to not dirty the house; and I have a specific pair of slippers that I should wear around the house.

We eat with our hands usually, and cutlery is only used for gravies, “wet” dishes and occasionally rice, depending on what the rice is paired with. Every time we invite friends to dinner, the fathers of the families will always argue over the bill, as its customary for the wealthiest or the host family to foot the bill at a restaurant. We come bearing gifts every time there’s a house party, and will spend hours saying our goodbyes at the doors (this isn’t stereotyped. It’s a fact). As an Hindu, I take great pride in our religious activities, although I’m not a practicing Hindu. But I love that my parents ensured I know about my religion and the rituals that occur at auspicious times of the year.

These are the ideas, cultures and values I associate with my Indian heritage, and Indian cultural norms. These are the facets of my everyday experiences that have been introduced by my parents, my extended families and the amount of indian culture we’re exposed to, here in Australia.

So then what’s the issue?

When you have two explosive cultures residing within you, you realise you aren’t enough of either.

I once thought I fit into the Australian and indian definitions of cultural norms, but I realised I didn’t. I don’t drink like an Aussie. My attitude, while it is carefree, isn’t liberal or relaxed in everything I do. I’m not demure or shy, and I don’t shy away from interacting with guys. I don’t believe in the hierarchy in India, and hate the system of maids and workers for each family. I can’t handle large family gatherings, and struggle under the pressure of not being good enough for my identity.

The struggle is not being adequate enough for either, and not knowing how to merge these two identities together.

xx Simran


What is biculturalism?

According to the Oxford Dictionary, biculturalism is defined as having or combining the cultural attitudes and customs of two nations, peoples or ethnic groups. Biculturalism occurs due to family migration, or self-migration from one’s place of birth to one’s place of residence. In part, globalisation and the rise of modern conflict, as well as the search for more opportunities for a better life have increased the percentage of bicultural individuals globally.

In Sydney, 31.7% of the population was born overseas (2014) and approximately 20% of Australia’s national population is born overseas (20%). Biculturalism has become a common facet of our lives, and for the most part, has been embraced as an emblem of multiculturalism, as well as the ability for citizens to travel between two cultural norms and immerse themselves into two cultures that are often polar opposites of each other.

When I look at my friends, the people I study with at uni and the people I’ve grown up around, at least 80% of these individuals are bicultural. Whether it be because, like me, they were born in Australia yet their parents originate from other parts of the world, or they themselves have immigrated to Australia for a plethora of reasons. In school, (high school and university more so than primary school), majority of my classmates are bicultural. We don’t share the same physical features as Caucasian Australians, we have different cultural norms that we adapt to in and out of the house, and we’re partially or fully fluent in a language other than English.

I identify as having a bicultural identity. I was born, here in Sydney and have lived here all my life. I’m an Australian citizen, hold an Australian passport and have an Australian drivers license. However, my parents were not born here in Australia. My parents originate from India. While our family are all Australian citizens, the fact that my parents originate from India has meant that the cultural norms, values and traditions upheld in India have imbibed themselves in our house, our lives and our daily activities. Therefore, I truly identify as an Australian (owing to my nationality, place of birth and citizenship) with an Indian heritage (owing to my parents’ lineage).

To go a little into detail, let’s start with the physical. I have olive toned skin, common to North Indians, my hair is black, thick and curly and I have large eyes with irises so dark, they’re essentially black. My language of choice is definitely English because it was the first language I learnt, but I am also mostly fluent in Hindi. I’m an Australian by nationality, but I possess a citizenship declaration that conveys I’m an overseas citizen of India because of my parents. At home, my parents encourage me to speak in Hindi, and often converse to me in Hindi. I identify as a Hindu, and while I don’t practice religion regularly, I’m blessed and grateful that my parents imbibed this element of our culture within me.

I see myself switching fluidly between the more relaxed communication style and level of respect shown to elders in Australian society, yet I uphold the values of respect taught to me by my parents. For example, I don’t address my older sister by her given name. Instead I address her by “Didi” – a sign of respect as it’s customary in India for the younger to not address the elder by their name. While I have an adventurous palette and try new foods and cuisines regularly, there’s nothing more comforting then a traditional North Indian meal. I’ve been to India countless times and while I don’t agree with a lot that goes on there, I love being able to reconnect and learn about my heritage. But I’ll forever be thankful that I was given the opportunity to grow and develop, physically, mentally, intellectually and emotionally in a more liberal society.

So if I know my identity and I can clearly identify my values and attitudes that relate to my biculturalism, what’s the issue?

I think the main disadvantage stems from the fact that I have so much available to me. So much culture, so much colour and vivacity and sometimes, you’re overwhelmed solely because society doesn’t have the range of experiences and cultural facets that you have access to. Yes, this sounds quite snobbish, but as a first world child with a bicultural identity and a skin colour that’s different to the norm, growing up in a “white” dominant society has proven one fact:

I’m neither Australian enough, nor am I Indian enough.

And that’s the root cause of why I struggle with my bicultural identity.

xx Simran

my bicultural diary

When you become disillusioned from your bicultural identity, how do you find your way back?

I’ve decided to embark on a written and physical journey of discovery. And I want to share it with you. Biculturalism is such a common facet of our society here in Australia. So many of us have immigrant parents, grandparents, or are immigrants ourselves. We share the fact that we’re known by our documentation, our citizenship, our pride and our lifestyles as Australians. Yet we’re also known by the expansive history and heritage we share – whether that be Indian, Chinese, Middle Eastern, African. The list goes on.

I am Australian, but I have the green, white and orange blood of India running through my veins.

It’s a challenge not being able to identify with either culture when you’re bicultural. I know it’s a blessing for me to assimilate into a connected, chill and wonderfully inclusive and diverse cultural environment as an Australian. But I also know, firsthand, the satisfaction of being able to immerse yourself into a totally new cultural environment, owing to my Indian heritage.

This is my bicultural diary, as I explore the facets of the cultures that make me who I am. I want to use my blog, my baby, and the place for my voice to be heard, to share my experience of understanding my cultural identity. It won’t be all sweet and happy. It will be gritty and rough, because when you don’t know how you fit into your nationality or your heritage, the ride is a little rough. But I’m excited to figure it out. I’m excited to learn more about my heritage, my nationality and how two cultures work so well together to create who I am.

I’m just an 18 year old Australian girl with an Indian heritage, trying to understand how these two explosive cultures and identities intertwine to make me who I am.

xx Simran



Death has always been something that’s affected me a lot. I don’t deal with death well, and it doesn’t matter who the person is. Whether they were related to me, I heard about their plight through social media/the news, or there was a celebrity death.

Another thing I don’t deal well with is the loss of an innocent life at the hand of violence. Specifically gun related violence or incidents. Gun violence has always been a trigger for me. Guns terrify me and while I can bear with them in movies, seeing SWAT teams outside our train stations to catch criminals, with their rifles concealed but still visible makes me shudder. Seeing the army officials at every domestic and international Indian airport patrolling entrances with their M4A1 assault rifles terrifies me. I’ve never been near a modern day gun, nor have I been involved in an incident (and I pray that I never do). But guns have always terrified me.

I’m writing this post on autopilot. It’s been 18 hours since I was informed of the passing of Christina Grimmie, Voice 2014 winner, youtube star and angel. And I don’t think I’ll never recover. Like all musicians, Christina Grimmie told stories with her word and voice. I remember the first time I heard her voice, when she covered Nelly’s Just a Dream with Sam Tsui and Kurt Schneider. It was then that I continually looked forward to her new content, her new music and her new covers. And to think that a young life, who was just beginning to fathom her success, was so cruelly taken away from us at the hands of a monster wielding a gun makes me sick to my stomach.

In light of yet another tragedy at the hands of gun violence, I write this post as a plea to the American people to reconsider their stances on gun laws. I write this as a plea for the American government to consider stepping away from their outdated 2nd amendment and look at the amount of tragedy being inflicted daily. Christina Grimmie’s story was publicised because she has an element of media power. But there are countless deaths at the hands of guns daily in America. More than 30 innocent lives are taken by the barrel of a gun every day in America. I write this post as a plea for society to understand that amendments created over 200 years ago cannot govern modern society.

How many more lives will have to be lost in order for Americans to understand that there’s a difference between owning a weapon for security, and misusing a weapon. No longer are guns owned as a means of security. Rather, they’re an abuse of constitutional power and fall into the wrong hands.

How many more lives will have to be sacrificed at the end of a barrel of a gun for sadistic pleasure? How many more lives are going to be lost because individuals who shouldn’t be in possession of weapons, or let out in general society, are roaming free with the intent of murder and crime, or the fact that if they’re committing suicide, others should die along with their plight?

I can’t stress the fear that wracks my body every time I’m informed of another gun related incidence in America. I fear for my cousins, my family and my friends who live in a country that’s so forward and so backward. Because I wouldn’t know what to do if I woke to the news that there had been a shooting in a university that my cousins attend. Or a shooting in a hometown. Or a shooting at a concert or event.

When is society going to learn that more lives can’t be lost, and that something has to be done about gun laws in America. This is no longer a matter of your constitutional power. Instead, it’s a matter of making sure more innocent lives aren’t lost.

I don’t know what else to say. The emotion is too much. The terror is too much.

xx Simran

Behind the metaphorical ink stains

So it’s been a while since I started this blog. Granted, a lot of my old stuff has either been deleted or hidden cos let’s be real, our beginning content is always embarrassing. But it’s been a while. I started this blog in January 2013 as an exercise in focus and control, to see if I could maintain something and watch it grow. And 3.5 years later, this blog is my baby. It’s a point of satisfaction and meditation for me to blog and interact with the blogging community, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

BUT. That being said, there’s very little concrete material on who I am. You know my name and other basic stuff, some of my hobbies and some of my interests. But it’s all pretty shallow. Nothing really gritty or good that paints a picture of who I am. And maybe I’m getting a little sentimental, but we live in an age where social media presents the perfect, flawless side of us. Not the human side of us. We’re so used to constructing this perfect, aesthetic version of ourselves, that sometimes the reality of who we are is something we struggle to adapt to or fully understand.

So I thought I’d give you something that depicts who I am. Yes my blog posts keep it real AF, but there’s still a lot that gets brushed over in the way I communicate my views, ideas and experiences to the wider community.

Here goes..

Hi (:


 ^^^^^ my face woo yay!

My name is Simran. I’m 18 years old and I’m a proud Gemini (although belief in horoscopy is fickle and for self satisfaction only). I was born in Sydney and I’ve lived here all my life. My parents are first generation immigrants and have Indian origins. I hence identify as an Australian with an Indian heritage. My go to language to communicate in is English because it’s my strongest form of communication. But I can speak and understand Hindi (mum’s mother tongue) and I’m slowly learning Gujarati (dad’s mother tongue). However, I’m shy to speak in Hindi because of the Australian accent that’s served on the side. I love that I can switch so fluidly between two cultures and partake in a heritage that’s so rich with colour, vibrance and tradition.


I’m in my first year of uni, and I’m studying a double degree in economics and commerce. I have plans to major in economics, specialising in macroeconomics, accounting, and business law. My end game is working as an economic consultant in an international firm, and/or running my own business. I like to think that I’m insanely passionate about the work I like doing, and it’s my aspiration to work hard and make a reputable name for myself in an industry that’s booming with every new day. I would love to combine my interest in social media with my field of expertise if given the opportunity.


My interests vary from intense and intellectual topics to fangirling, music and all kinds of sport. I thoroughly enjoy debating, having done just over 9 years of it. It’s fostered my passion for human rights, speaking up for issues I’m passionate about, the news, current affairs and politics. I enjoy being able to have the right to free speech and freedom of expression, but I get that not everyone will share my views, or be willing to see things from the angle I look at them from. I don’t actually have a political stance when it comes to the Australian political system. I’m heavily against the liberal party and their beliefs, but the calibre of our political system could be improved. I’m waiting for the chance to see a young ethnic politician come to lead Australia. That’s when things would get interesting. I also thoroughly love US politics, and having studied it throughout the HSC just made my love for American politics grow. I do identify as a Democrat (obviously).


I enjoy discussions and reading material about feminism, the flaws and successes of our modern society, the inherent rights and freedoms of the underprivileged and minorities (gender, culture and race), human equality and justice, and history, especially Eastern European history, Mediterranean/Middle Eastern history and Asian (mostly Indian) history.


Sport? I was raised as a very active child. It started off by chasing my older sister and following her around like a diligent second in command. I moved into gymnastics and contemporary dance, and picked up athletics. My skill lies in sprinting (100m and 200m are my favourites), and to this day, I’m still shit in field events. I also picked up netball and AFL, before moving into touch footy (the closest I’d get to rugby as I went to an all-girls high school). While I don’t play sport anymore because I’ve basically injured every major part of my body at least once (my physio moved from exasperation to major concern at one point), I still dance and run. Stress relief and enjoyment.


I love watching sport as well. I was born and raised an All Blacks supporter. Ma’a Nonu and Sonny Bill Williams and the whole All Blacks lineup are just <3. Dan Carter, even though he’s now playing for Racing 92 will always be my one and only. I’ve watched every single Bledisloe Cup match since I can remember, and honestly, my men in black over anything really. I also love tennis. I have too many favourites, and seeing Roger Federer live last year basically gave me a heart attack. I can’t even because I have so much respect and adoration for so many tennis players.


Favourite music? If people say music is a representation of one’s personality, then I am a hot mess. My music is everything from club beats to intense romance ballads to heart wrenching breakup songs. My go to artists are The Weeknd, Zayn, Justin Timberlake, Beyonce, DNCE, Sam Smith, Sam Tsui, Nathan Sykes, Coldplay, Ciara and Fall Out Boy. I mainly listen to pop/alternative/soul unless I’m working out. If I’m exercising, then my playlist is basically highly energised, hella dirty music people would grind to in a club ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


Favourite hobbies? Does checking out cute/hot celebs count? Because that’s a skill that should go on my resume if I’m being completely honest. In my free time, I love to read celebrity biographies and historical fiction. I have a passion for cooking and have recently taken up photography, using both an iPhone 6S plus and a DSLR. YouTube consumes a lot of my time although I only diligently follow Sam Tsui, iisuperwomanii and Shaaanxo. Also travel. Even though I love Sydney with all my heart, I have insane wanderlust, and will actually go crazy if I don’t get out of Sydney at least once a year. Even if it’s just to Melbourne. Change of scenery and people is always good.


Celeb crush list? Oh god this is actually bad. My list is wayyyyyyyyy too long. Too many cute, hot, adorable and sexy celebs out there. Current focus is definitely Matthew Daddario, Harry Shum Jr, Shahid Kapoor, Jack Falahee and Zayn. If I were to list all my celeb crushes, we’d be taking a while. Part of the reason why I watch TV shows is because of the hot cast. It’s a thing.


Talents: Does sass count? I don’t know if I have any talents. I can play the piano? Is that a talent? I’m not as skilled as I used to be, but I can still play. My piece choice has moved from classical to playing songs so I have the excuse to sing along, but when it’s late at night and I can’t sleep, I will always return to Yiruma’s “River Flows in You” to relax and bring inner chill. I love that I’ve kept to music since I started learning, even though I don’t play as regularly as I used to. Music, whether it’s me being legit and playing properly, or just blasting Sexy Back throughout the house and having a one person dance party is so important to me. It’s a form of meditation honestly. And a great way for me to deal with anxiety and the build up of emotion that sometimes overwhelms me.


Go to style: I’m going through a phase of loving jewellery and doing my nails, so my clothing revolves around that. I tend to gravitate towards articles of clothing that can be layered, and are more simplistic in their style. I like having little things like shoes or accessories or a bag really bringing the whole ensemble together. My autumn winter go to is definitely knits/jumpers and skinny jeans or dresses and stockings with boots and a coat and scarf, and an assortment of rings plus my watch and the two gold bracelets that hold sentimental value. Anything that’s comfy to pull on and off as I go from warm rooms to outside temps basically.

Clothing I can’t live without: A good, fitting pair of skinny jeans that makes your ass look fantastic, a leather jacket, a blazer that turns a simple ensemble from casual to formal, and my active wear.

Three things I can’t live without: This is so typical, but I cannot live without my phone (communication with family and friends is a big part of my everyday routine), my earphones and notebook and pen. Those things stay on me at all times, regardless of where I am.

Guilty pleasures: Keeping Up With the Kardashians and home renovation/interior decoration magazines, shows and shops. Never take me to IKEA/Bed, bath and table unless you want a house makeover and an empty bank account. Also luxury cars. My addiction to vehicular couture as I like to refer to it is unhealthy. I have a ridiculously large appreciation for luxury cars, and I could spend hours drooling over the Bugatti I want.


Favourite personal attributes: my perseverance, my loyalty and my dedication. I admire that I don’t beat around the bush when I want something/am giving advice/am talking to people and I admire that I don’t take things for granted. I’m extremely privileged to be able to experience the things I do and live the life I live, and I’m so thankful for that.


Least favourite personal attributes: mild anxiety, lack of self confidence trust issues and the inability to open up very well to people. I tend to come off as cold, bitchy or harsh if someone screws with my trust or loyalty and it’s not exactly the best thing on earth to deal with. I have a shitty poker face, and I cry when I’m angry. It’s so bad.


Things my friends have told me I am: I’m the youngest in the squad. But I am the fairy squad mother, and it’s a role and title I take seriously. I’m sassy and bold and speak my mind. I love that all my friends, regardless of how close we are, feel that they can come and talk to me about anything and can open up and be themselves. Honesty is so important and seeing that from my friends is the best thing. My friends say I’m both spontaneous and very calculating. I think it owes to my personality type, but I love simple gatherings where the squad will convene somewhere and just talk for hours on end. Friends are family and it’s a family I’ll always love being a part of and coming back to, no matter where I am in the world.


Favourite feature on the human body: Eyes. Definitely eyes. I’m a sucker for eyes. They’re the first things I notice in a person I meet, and there is nothing more attractive than a guy holding eye contact with you while they talk. Hot damn.


Things that bring you inner peace: travelling, cooking, going for an intense run and honestly crying it out. I really dislike people seeing me cry. It shows weakness and having to overcome large personal challenges makes me privy to putting up walls, but holy shit, sometimes crying it out just feels really friggin good.


Most attractive things about the opposite sex: So my best friend and I were talking about relationships and boys and how Sydney just does not cut it. And we got onto the topic of what we find attractive in guys. I like honesty and openness. Humour that’s both intellectual and dirty when the time calls for it, and I love it when a guy can hold a smart conversation. Competition is healthy, so going for different sports teams would cause a riot. I love when guys can cook or they help out, and honestly, if my guy spontaneously danced with me in the middle of our living room, I’d just combust. Basically a balance of comfort and excitement in life.


Goals over the course of being 18:

  • Get my red provisional license. I’m still on my learners and I love driving. It might be a power thing, but I love being behind the wheel. And while I’m distraught over the fact that I won’t be driving Magnus (I named the Audi because why not? Fitting name for a gorgeous car), I’m so keen for road trips and sister bonding days and just driving.
  • Experience mosh-pit. Keen AF for Shawn Mendes in November. I’m so excited for his concert I can’t even breathe.
  • Take a photography class
  • Take a cake decorating class
  • Road trip with mates
  • Camp with mates
  • Perfect my Hindi and/or Gujarati
  • Volunteer overseas for the summer
  • Work more
  • Build my resume
  • convince my parents to let me get a tattoo. I’ve wanted a tattoo for a while now. And it isn’t some phase. I want to get something quite significant to me tattooed on my wrist as a reminder of reality and perfectionism and the ups and downs, trials and tribulations we go through. But it’ll take a lot of persuasion.

This is so frigging long I’m sorry. JK I’m not. This is me. 2.2k words of me (:

xx Simran















Just lunch things 

When you spend an hour making a recipe up as you go instead of studying for semester finals 🙃🙃
I made vegan roast pumpkin and herbed spinach risotto for lunch because it’s winter and everyone deserves happiness and comfort food. I swapped arborio rice for pearl couscous to make the recipe healthier, and no dairy was used. Basically healthy heaven for lunch

Also cooking > statistics

Yay lunch (:
xx Simran