Some South Asian Appreciation

I’ve spent my whole life idolising people who don’t look like me, from Britney to Beyoncé. And hey, who wouldn’t? They’re beautiful, successful women. But as I grew older, so did my craving to see successful – in every sense of the word – women who looked like me; representation matters and all that. And as unbelievable as it may sound to some, where I was brought up, I hardly knew women who looked like me existed.

In no particular order…

Rupi Kaur


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Please leave Croydon alone

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Note: I wrote this in like, 2015 – before Boxpark Croydon opened, before Yates closed down, when things were different. I’ve made a couple of little updates, but please forgive any statements found that are no longer true today. 


I wrote this after the 12,000,000th person gave me the same reaction I’ve received for years when I say I live in Croydon; a mesh of pity, amusement and misconceptions. But Croydon will be different one day. No really, it will. Prior to the gentrification of areas now home to Westfield, people south of the river would come to Croydon to shop in the Whitgift. Sounds daft now, and there wasn’t even a Primark at the time, but it was true.

Fast forward perhaps just over a decade and things have changed – Croydon got severely left behind somewhere between the focus of progression on other areas in London and the riots. Continue reading

How’s Your Heart?

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Every 3 minutes in the UK, someone dies from heart disease. Every 6 minutes, someone in the UK has a heart attack. 1 in 3 people who have a heart attack die before they reach a hospital. More than a quarter of all deaths in the UK are down to coronary heart disease.

Yes, I know I’m starting this off in a depressing fashion, and I know there are countless things that can kill you, but I’d love for you to help me make a positive difference to help change these damning statistics. None of us are exempt from them.

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I’m Sad. Is That Allowed?


Sometimes I wonder if I genetically or chemically – although I suppose that would be the same element – have something wrong with me. I’ve always felt sad. I sit in this coffee shop, looking at a mother lifting her newborn baby into the air; the baby squeals in delight. A quote from Aristotle comes to mind. “On the first day of life there is nothing to remember and everything to hope.”

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The DIY Hair Bleaching Virgin


I wanted to write about my hair journey as a DIY bleach virgin because a few people have asked, and I know when I was researching about it online I couldn’t find a great deal. I’m certainly not an expert, but here’s my experience…

I’ve always been into half blonde, half black look – like the two-face look. I still don’t know what it’s called, technically. But I spotted a woman outside a restaurant sporting the look and she looked straight flawless, so I decided to go for it. Continue reading

I Can’t Stop Thinking About Fifty Shades Of Grey

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I don’t buy books unless I’m sure. They generally have to pass a test – would I want to pass them on to my future generation? If not, I take them out at the library. Of course, the popularity of Fifty Shades Of Grey ensured that it was not available in my library for months and I was too curious to wait, so I picked up the trilogy from a book store and got stuck in.

Most readers would say it wasn’t written for literary merit, it was written for enjoyment, and that’s evident in its blatant tribute to Twilight and the constant use of ‘mercurial’ and ‘inner goddess’. But it was Christian Grey’s control issues that I couldn’t get my head around. Continue reading