Pride

Yesterday, for the first time in my life, I sat through a One Day International Cricket match between South Africa and India. Fortunately I learnt how to play cricket in primary school  (HAHAHA I WAS A COMPLETE FAILURE I couldn’t hit even one ball) so I knew what was going on. And for the first time in ODI world cup history, INDIA WONNNNN. I am officially a good luck charm 😉

Also made me realise why Indians are so passionate about cricket; it’s actually beautiful to watch a player hit a six or a four and it feels so good to shout and jump around with happiness. And tweeting to my fellow Indians while the match is super fun!

Needless to say that I’m gonna be watching all the Indian matches from now on!!

Once again, congrats Team India! 💙💙💙

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the struggles of getting an Indian education

I’ve been sitting on my high horse all this while, thinking that I could get into an Indian university if I wanted to (I got a decent result for my A Levels) and after 8 months of lazing around I finally decided to do some research on the options I have if all the overseas universities I apply to reject.

Let me just saw that I got quite a rude shock.

My chances are zero. Well, not really zero, some university will surely take me. But this can be achieved through two ways only: I attend a private university and get my parents to fork out a ridiculously large amount of money, all so that I can have a degree that is NOT going to help me get a job (the reputation of private universities here is terrible) or I do a degree in some obsolete government college that won’t get me a job either.

 How thoroughly depressing.

It’s really frightening that most of the young people in my country won’t be able to get a decent education unless they study for 12 hours a day and get 98% in their board exams (I am serious). There are so many people in India that are DYING to get out of the cycle of poverty that it has become a rat race, almost literally.

This really humbles me; makes me realise that the grades I’ve been boasting really are NOTHING here. But this post really isn’t about me, it’s about those thousands of people who cannot learn even though they deserve it.

Here’s to the hope that a day will come when EVERONE who deserves it can get a decent education; can learn whatever the hell they want as long as they have the ability to. That they can have supportive tutors who don’t drone on during lectures and refuse to entertain any questions, leaving you confused and unable to understand.

fun day

As the title so explicitly suggests, today was such a fun day! I did a lot of food experimenting, and my mother is probably sick of me spending so many hours in the kitchen instead of at my study table.

Oh well.

Gonna have to cheer her up with some vegan chocolate cake!! (following chocolate covered katie’s recipe, of course: http://chocolatecoveredkatie.com/2011/02/08/healthier-chocolate-cake/)

Anyway, so here are the things I managed to make today:

1. Green food colouring

India’s Republic Day was on 26th January, and I really REALLY wanted to make a Tiranga (colours of the Indian flag: Orange, White and Green) cake! Not with the three colours on toop, but INSIDE. Like the lovely surprise-inside cakes that Amy from iambaker.com has trademarked.

Unfortunately, I got really busy + I couldn’t find green food colouring (stupid Indian shops) so I kinda gave up. And then nearly a week later, I realised I could just make some at home! I got a bunch of spinach, boiled it for an hour (the original recipe says 4 hours but i didn’t wanna waste gas), blitzed it in my Magic Bullet and tasted it. I wanted to add the entire thing, spinach and all, into my cake batter so it’s a deeper green. But alas! Blitzed spinach feels really weird on the tongue so I used a muslin cloth to sieve out the leaves and I have a pretty deep green! So pleased 🙂

2. Mustard

Mustard is impossible to find here, so I decided to make my own! Found this wonderful recipe here and now my seeds are soaking in the vinegar concoction. Hoping it is a success!

3. Coconut Milk

Studying in SCGS (only the best school in Singapore, in my humble opinion) has spoilt me, because of the AMAZING Laksa that one of the stalls sold! SO GOOD. So, I wanted to make some at home because I really really miss South East Asian food. And then I realised I was out of coconut milk 😦 What a meaningless existence.

And then Google came to my rescue again! And I found this wonderful recipe by Lesh Karan (http://themindfulfoodie.com/2012/11/08/how-to-make-coconut-milk-coconut-flour/) So I bought some dessicated coconut and made milk. DELICIOUS. Very tempted to just make a milkshake with it (with bananas of course) and drink it all up. But I shall not. And even if I do, I can just make another batch! Never ever gonna buy canned coconut milk again.

4. Coconut flour

So, making the coconut milk left me with a lot of dessicated coconut nonsense (I was very tempted to eat this up on its own as well) but I CONTROLLED and make me some coconut flour! Which I shall use in Holly Perkins’s amazing cookie in a pan recipe (http://instagram.com/p/sJH60xrHEV/).

So essentially, I’m having my cake (cookie) and eating it too.

Life is wonderful.

So I’m gonna be making a Tiranga cake this Sunday! Shall post pictures if it is a success.

In other news, I was watching the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show last night (amazing how just 10 minutes of that can work as #fitspiration for a week) and I have found the most beautiful person in the world: Sui He!!! OMG so totally girl crushing

Here is a photo (not mine) so that you can see what I mean.

And when she’s modelling, it’s a WHOLE other story.

CANNOT GET ENOUGH.

Ok I think that’s ending the post on a sweet enough note.

India is synonymous with stress

I hate saying this, but India is not a very living-friendly place; if there is such a thing.

It is so so so difficult to get stuff done oh my goodness.

And what makes this even more is a tragedy is that there are so many BEAUTIFUL and BREATHTAKING sights and sounds and tastes to experience in this subcontinent.

It’s a pity, really.

And my fellow brethren keep having babies (WHERE IS THE BIRTH CONTROL) and everything is so competitive and there are so many people who deserve to get into the medical school or law school of their choice but they don’t because there just aren’t enough seats.

When I think about all these things, I get really frustrated.

But, I get more excited about growing up too and bringing about change. And then I get motivated to study for all these exams I have to take to get into a local university.

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Also, has anyone read India After Gandhi? Considering buying it, is it a good read?

Beginning

Today, I decided to take a look at my Facebook Year In Review. Like many others, it wasn’t something I enjoyed looking at.

But my reason is a lot more petty.

My “year” abruptly ends after June. That was when I left South East Asia and moved to the most barbaric region of South Asia. It was not out of choice, trust me.

So here I am, weeping to the internet.

Jokes aside, I don’t want to be defined by my friends (who does??) and neither does my time.

Therefore this blog. For those anecdotes that make my time here more pleasant. My online diary of sorts, which future-me can look through when she wants to look back on her time here.

Cheers to the subcontinent of anti theses. That I undeniably have a love-hate relationship with.