Vartika's World

Dear Diary, Today, I tried making a recipe—just like Mum. I failed. Dear Diary, Today, I tried something new. It wasn’t perfect. But I savoured the process. And, truth be told, it wasn’t half bad. We spend our lives chasing perfection— Striving to get things “just right,” Holding our breath for the best possible outcome. But somewhere along the way, we forget: There is no such thing as the best. In theory, a cricketer in a T20 match could score 720 runs— Six runs off every ball. Perfect. At least on paper. But we don’t account for no-balls, wides, strike rotations, the chaos between deliveries. Life is just like that match. Wickets fall. People leave. Wide balls happen. And sometimes, those we thought were forever Turn out to be seasonal flus— Brief, burning, gone. Nothing is permanent. And there is no universal rulebook on how to live. No perfect method. No flawless recipe. The only way to live life right Is to live it for real. To show up, imperfectl...

Cheers to being comfortable in your own skin Cheers to those stretch marks that identify growth and gain  Cheers to that uneven skintone that makes you human and not a mannequin Cheers to those pimples that give you a red flush and ensures that there is blood flowing in your veins  Cheers to that crooked smile which makes it even more real than it already is Cheers to those hidden and unhidden scars holding sweet sour and bitter memories  Cheers to those dark circles that remind you of sleepless nights of hardwork  And a great round of applause for that feeling of anxiety and uneasiness that makes you feel your heart in your chest

Heya People!! Today's topic is, as you have read- "Body Positivity". Like most of the topics of my blog, this one is also kinda close to my heart. I am someone who have been insecure about the way I look for the most of the time. My initial insecurity was my body weight. The reasons for me being underweight were many. I had this thought in my mind that if I will eat than I will get fat. And when I got to know that this is not the case, it was too late. My body no longer accepted the quantum of food I should be eating. Moreover, in my growing years I was mostly ill, the reason being I was not eating healthy and enough. This thing also led to my second insecurity that was my height. I am 5'1" which is an average height of an Indian girl. But most of my teenage years I was insecure that I didn't look of the age I was. I was underweight and short! my worst two nightmares combined.  Now you must be wondering Vartika enough of the plot building. Tell us...

Hey! Hope you are fine and not crying because your life is a mess. It is gonna be fine. I know exactly what you are going through and this is going to get worse. But when you will be at your worst, you are gonna rise up from the darkness like a phoenix rises from ash.  You are feeling like your emotions are overpowering you and this is just hormones and situation you are currently in. It's okay to feel things. It's okay to cry over stupid stuffs. What is not okay is let these things consume you. Speak out, stay silent, do whatever makes you feel better today. It's okay to be selfish. What's not okay is self harm and self destruction. So let me begin by addressing things you want to talk least about- your Insecurities. You are insecure about how you look, how you talk, are you even good enough? Will you ever be able to make your parents proud? I have answer to all of these. Looks doesn't matter. Trust me, looks are the first thing that are noticed but the...