I just got sunburnt in the middle of winter after taking a painstaking level of precautions because I went out for a team lunch and was dumb enough to sit facing a window. I had meticulously reapplied my sunscreen throughout the day, treated all exposed skin with a soothing moisturizer as soon as I reached the office (before I even felt the burn), drank ample water and even took an anti-inflammatory tablet just to be safe. Also, the windows were at least 15 feet away from me. Continue reading
We all lie to ourselves. We all fool ourselves. In lieu of April fool’s day, let me summarize some ways in which people fool themselves and how to get out of that. I’m not going to talk about psychology or rational theories on how cognitive biases work. This is just a layman’s view based on day to day life. Here goes:
- Harbouring self-sabotaging thoughts
No one is perfectly capable of assessing their ability and self-worth. While some people overestimate their competence, others constantly Continue reading
It is officially summer in Chennai, the place said to have perpetual summer. Dozens of sunscreen advertisements pop up wherever I go. I roll my eyes because most of them are misleading and at least half of them are useless. Where I come from, sun protection is a fairly new concept. Sunscreen ads in India do a very poor job of informing the people what they are meant for and even perpetuate a lot of misconceptions about sunscreens.
As someone who suffers from photosensitivity and has to wear sunscreen every day whenever I head out in the sun, let me debunk the common misconceptions about sunscreens. I will also help you identify the right sunscreen and find out whether you need one in the first place. Continue reading
We spend our life pretending that we will live forever. Death is something that we assume is always years away. We know we are all going to die eventually, but we always ignore this fact. When a loved one dies, it hits us hard and we regret the many things that we wanted to do with them or for them. We regret not having spent quality time with them and not having been in touch with them frequently because we were “busy”. We remember the fight we had eons ago and wished we had apologized or didn’t make a big deal out of the conflict. We regret not expressing our love. Continue reading
Take a moment to go through the two descriptions below and think about what you read:
She carried herself well in a sleeveless, animal printed, cropped top paired with denim shorts. Her striking makeup looked great on her. The red streaks in her hair complimented her top. Her accessories were matched to be in fashion. As she walked in, she had an air of confidence. Her long strides were perfection. She could totally pull off being a model.
Across the hall, there was a woman dressed in a simple classy ball gown. Her elegant outfit was matched with beautiful pearl accessories. Her subtle makeup looked natural and enhanced her beauty. Her hairdo was in line with the overall graceful look. When she greeted her guests, her warm smile, and soft voice made her look like the perfect host.
What did you think of the two women described above? Continue reading
I was born a feminist. Before someone misinterprets this term and calls me a man-hating feminazi, let me clarify what feminism actually stands for. It means that men and women should be treated equally. We never say women are superior or better than men. We just want everyone to be treated equally without regards to their gender. Continue reading
In the first episode of the TV series ‘House’, Cameron is shocked that House hired her because of her good looks. House asks her, “Would that upset you, really, to think that you were hired because of some genetic gift of beauty instead of some genetic gift of intelligence?” Only then it hits me that intelligence can also be considered as a genetic gift, just like beauty.
Why do we glorify intelligence while we think low of beauty, as if it is some unearned gift? Why is it that a beautiful, brainy woman wants to be called intelligent and not pretty at work? Here are some points why this might be the case: Continue reading
When I tell people that I can’t drive a car or ride a bike, they are surprised. Their eyes betray an odd mix of shock, amusement, disbelief and disapproval as if I told them that I don’t know how to make a phone call. All the questions and observations that follow this statement can be summarised as, “How can an educated woman born and brought up in a city in the 21st century not know how to drive?”
They ask “How can a working woman not ride a scooty or drive a car? How do you travel then? Aren’t buses tiring? Why would you spend so much on autos?” I want to answer them that Continue reading