One Year Blog Anniversary + New Video!

On 26th July of 2015, an Indian girl named Ramsha started a blog called Ramexabella, ’cause Ramexa was taken. And now, it’s the 26th July of 2016. This person you known as Ramsha, has changed so much, and at the same time, not really.

Thank you all for being here, even after a year. It means a lot to me that strangers like my stuff enough to star it and also to comment on some of my posts. No, but in all seriousness, I’m glad you’re all still here! Just imagine, If I had a year-old baby, it would probably be able to walk now! Babies are just so *gappu! 

Gappu – a slang Hindi word meaning, cute and chubby. Usually used to describe babies and animals. Speaking of animals, cats are just the cutest things ever! They’re so fluffy and they make little mewing sounds and… I need to stop rambling! But first, #CatsAreBetterThanDogs

 

Okay, now onto the video stuff. I’ve had varying degrees of acne ever since I was thirteen and it used to take a toll on my self-esteem. I would feel really good about myself until I would look into a mirror. Everyone I knew seemed to constantly remind me of the many spots on my face.

But now, after so many years of self-doubt I’ve come to the conclusion that I AM PRETTY. It’s as simple as that. My pimples aren’t me. Hell, 99% of what makes me, ME isn’t even physical! So I refuse to let acne take over me and I’m gonna stop hiding behind layers of foundation and concealer.

If you want to watch an audio-visual medium of me talking about acne, check out my newest video!

If you relate to this video, please give it a big thumbs up! Do COMMENT, SHARE & SUBSCRIBE! It’s all free anyway!

 

 

A Sponge

I wish I was a sponge,

A happy one to be exact.

I would soak up positive vibes,

leaving the sad ones behind.

           I wish I was a sponge,

           Happiness, it would attract.

           I wouldn’t be copying scribes,

           The true me, I would find.

I wish I was a sponge,

But I’m not, and that’s a fact.

I would start my own tribe,

Having those with cheerful minds.

Chocolate Thali

A thali is a metal plate on which Indian food is served. So basically, every plate serving Indian food is a thali! Usually thalis serve the Indian staples like rice, dal, rotis or parathas, papads (extremely thin deep-fried bread), a little salad and a teeny-tiny amount of dessert. Usually there are only one or two desserts served on a thali. Home-made Indian food is placed usually quite haphazardly on a plate. In restaurants however, thalis are more sorted. The vegetables, the dal, the rice, the dessert are served in proper bowls. Thali-exclusive restaurants in India are quite common as well.

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Home-made thali Vs. Restaurant-made thali.

Usually whenever we go to a restaurant we want a little bit of everything, because hey,  variety is the spice of life (pun intended)! Choices are always haunting since we always wonder about the road not taken, or in this case, the other yummy dish that we didn’t order because the other one is just as good! But, what if I told you that there exists a dish so delicious and chocolate-y and mouth-watering that you feel that you’re the happiest person alive? Yes, such an amazingly simple dish exists and it is known as the – Chocolate Thali!

You dear reader, would be thinking one of the two things right now –

“Oh my God! My mind is officially blown! How did such a dish never exist before? I must go and try it at once!”

Or,

“That’s preposterous! A thali serving chocolate dishes only? Too much chocolate!”

I completely disregard the second kind of a person because life is just too short to not try a chocolate thali. So, this thali is served at a comparatively new restaurant called ‘Desi Klub.’ Everything about this restaurant represents the modern Indian generation. We, the Indian youth are always indecisive, hell, ask the question,”Beta, college ke baad kya kar rahe ho?” (“Kid, what are you gonna do after college?”) and every kid will either want to do nothing or ten different things. All the dishes in this restaurant are named after something and Indian grandma would say, for example, grandmas always call nachos khakhra(thin spicy crackers) with cheese sauce. But what’s more important is the Chocolate Thali!

This magnificent thali consists of chocolate papad with a drizzle of white chocolate sauce, gulab jamuns (deep-fried cottage cheese balls) filled with chocolate sauce, chocolate laddoos, chocolate brownies, chocolate ice-cream, chocolate shrikhand (strained yoghurt), chocolate sauce and finally a big, white chocolate lollipop filled with raspberry sauce!

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Clockwise: White chocolate lollipop, chocolate ice-cream, chocolate brownies, chocolate gulab jamuns, chocolate shrikhand, chocolate laddoos and chocolate sauce. And finally, chocolate papad in the centre. 

Whenever elders come to know of such a dessert, at first they’re completely sceptical of the sheer amount of sugar on the plate, but once the dish arrives, no one can escape the charm of the Chocolate Thali.

I solely went to Desi Klub to check out this platter because although this idea is extremely simplistic, nothing like this has been made before. All the starters and the mains were pretty okay, nothing really mind-blowing, but once this platter arrived, everyone at the table wanted to get a bite of each and every individual dessert present on the thali. All the dishes present on the menu are between the range of 100-300Rs., but this dessert is the most expensive dish on the menu at 350Rs, but it’s so worth the money.

Now, for the official rankings:

White chocolate lollipop – 10/10 (quite frankly, I would give it an infinity on 10)

Chocolate ice-cream – 7/10

Chocolate brownie – 8/10

Chocolate-filled gulab jamuns – 8/10

Chocolate shrikhand – 9/10

Chocolate laddoos – 7.5/10

Chocolate sauce – 8/10

Chocolate papad – 10/10 (another infinity, same as before)

 

Final Verdict

As if it wasn’t obvious enough already, go TRY it!

 

 

 

 

An idea

A smooth,
Untouched,
Piece of paper.
Is transformed
Into something
Extraordinary.
When, it is
Folded.
The paper plane,
Flies to the
Skies.
Carelessly
Happy.
Carelessly
Free.

The wind,
The cruel wind,
Tries to
Break it apart.
Beat it down.
But, it sings merrily,
Goes on its way.
It perseveres.
Hoping to be real.
Hoping to be divine.
It carries on,
In tune with gravity.
And love,
And harmony.

5th video – ‘Why I hate Sales!’ + Q & A

Hello everyone! I have finally uploaded a new video! Well, a month and ten days to be exact. I blame college. And anime. So, without further ado, here’s my new video!

If you guys like it, please LIKE, COMMENT, SUBSCRIBE & SHARE! Also, please subscribe! I’m trying to reach my goal of 200 subscribers by the end of this month!

 

Ps. You don’t need to have a separate YouTube account to subscribe. Your YouTube account is connected to your mail. So, if you log in to your mail, you will be able to log into YouTube.

 

And now for the Q & A!

Luna’s questions!

1) Where do you get inspiration for your writing?

I never plan ANY of my posts. If I get a new, amazing idea out of nowhere, and if it’s good enough, I make it into a post or a poem. I just post whatever I think is good. Whatever I think has to be said. It’s all my jumbled ideas finding order. But I can definitely say that my writing represents what I feel at a particular moment.

 

2) What’s your favourite animal?

PANDAS!!!! They’re just so adorable! Plus, they’re black and white and Asian! They’re the least racist animals out there. Also, the new Kung Fu Panda movie came out, so I’m all the more in love with them!

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happyme’s questions:

1) What’s your favourite book and why?

The Hunger Games trilogy! The idea is just fantastic! Although many people say that it’s a rip-off of Battle Royale, it really isn’t. It’s just too different. Also, if you like The Hunger Games and anime, I highly recommend Future Diary, Btooom!, and Eden of the East.

 

2) What is your ideal vacation?

Japan in the cherry blossom season, which typically is from March to April.

 

3) What are you most looking forward to this year?

My trip to Sharjah! My aunt lives there and she’s invited me over to stay at her home. Plus I have a four year old cousin who’s simply the cutest baby girl ever!

 

Elm’s questions:

1) Why do you like making videos?

I’m gonna answer that question in my new video!

 

2) What’s your best memory?

I have a lot of amazing memories, but my recent favourite has been when my dad and I went to a really far away mall. We hadn’t been able to hang out for a month because we both were extremely busy with work and college respectively. We shopped a lot, talked a lot and had a blast. The whole day was just so calming and cheerful.

 

3) How many languages can you speak?

Since I’m an Indian, I speak Hindi fluently. I can also understand Gujarati and French a little. Also, I have an awesome Japanese vocabulary; of about 20 words!

 

Ameena k.g’s question:

1) What’s love according to you?

Adoration. Respect. And trust. Also, whatever you love has the power to hurt you the most. Love is dark chocolate.

 

Mon’s question:

1) Which author do you wish to be more like?

I have a few authors I admire here on WordPress!

My absolute favourite writers are:

Poeteer: Wesley’s poems are so simple yet so powerful. I can only wish my poems are as good as his.

dray0308: Danny’s posts are all about positivity and healing. His blog also gives bloggers a chance to mingle and also to discover new, amazing blogs.

Mindoftannguyen: Tan Nguyen’s poems are simply beautiful. Beautifully written and beautifully detailed.

Eyes + Words: This website headed by Jacob Ibrag gives aspiring writers to showcase their talent. Each and every poem found on this site is pure perfection.

 

Izrael’s question:

1) Where did you get your writing inspiration from?

All my writing stems from my thoughts. I just write to get a clear idea of what I’m thinking.

 

Hiba’s question:

1) Do you find it challenging and intimidating to put yourself out there on the site as a woman of colour?

Well first of all, I’m girl. I’m only 18! Second, no I really don’t. But I have come across a lot of mixed reviews of my videos from my ‘friends’ and family. I’ll talk about this more in detail in my newest video.

 

What is the point?

Warning: An extremely personal and long post ahead. If you take the time to read it, comment. It’s compulsory. 

Oblivion. We all are oblivious of our pasts, well atleast most of us non-historians are.

       Yesterday, I had been feeling very helpless, shattered even. You see, I have a YouTube channel and since I’m not very ‘popular’ no one seems to wanna watch it. “But Ramsha, people don’t have time for someone as inconsequential as you,” is something what you would say to me. I know. “Maybe your videos just plain suck.” Yes, I completely agree. The first one sucked a lot, the second one sucked a little lesser, the third one sucked even lesser and the fourth one sucked the least. I’m working as hard as I can in order for them to not suck. And since, I put in the most effort in filming and editing the fourth video, I’m damn proud of it. I tried my best. And as we all know, the basic aim of anything one has put a lot of hard work in, is to be noticed. So, in order for everyone to know that I did something more worthwhile with my life, I shared the video with all the important and semi-important and not-so-important people in my Whatsapp contacts list. I’m not saying that one has to applaud me by saying,”Damn! That was an amazing video! Great job!” No.

      Even if someone takes the time to tell me,”Your video sucks!” I would be happy. But when people read my texts and don’t reply, my heart breaks a little. I mean how can one judge something when they haven’t even watched it? And it wasn’t just one or two people who didn’t say anything, it was about thirty people. THIRTY PEOPLE.

Not only that, one of my insanely popular classmates at college made a very professional-looking video with others’ help and got over 600 views in a day. At first it bothered me. A lot. A LOT lot. But then I decided to let it pass. I don’t own the right to make videos. I alone don’t own the right to love YouTube. To make videos. Hell, for all I know, his video would’ve got a million views by now. Good for him, and I genuinely mean it.

“But Ramsha, you’re not gonna get a million views in a day. No one will know about you so soon. Why are you even making these videos? What is the point of all this?” Is something else you would say in order to console and question me at the same time.

Well let me tell ya, till now, in these glorious eighteen years of my life, I haven’t found something I excel at, and making videos might serve as the gateway for movie-making. Maybe directing is the right direction for me. I dunno. I’m still living through this thing called life. I’m just making this all up as I go along.

That brings me to why I felt so helpless. I felt that all my day’s-worth of editing was for naught. I felt that I didn’t need to work so hard for something that no one would watch, something that no one would even care about. No one would want to watch an unpopular person. No one. It got so bad that I had a panic attack. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t calm down. I wouldn’t calm down.

I explained all of this to my dad. “Daddy, no one cares. Everyone just asks me that why I am doing all this. No one seems to answer my texts. I mean why can’t they JUST, just look at the goddamn video once?! Do they see through all my insecurities and say ‘Hey! This girl sucks! She literally has an invisible Loser sign on her head which is only seen by us! MUAHAHA! Let’s make her feel even more worthless by not watching her stupid, boring video!’ ”

“Ramsha, just try harder. Become better at this. If making videos is what you wanna do, just give it your all. Just give it your best shot. Eventually, someone important will notice. Just, be patient. Try harder. Just keep on moving forward. These people who haven’t replied do not matter. Don’t just give up. Don’t give up on yourself.” My dad said with a hug.

And I did feel better once my dad said all that. He and my mom are the only two people who will back me up no matter what. They’re the absolute best.

But something else bothered me. Once I realised what it was, the thought grew like a virus. It consumed me. Saddened me. I said to myself,” What is the point of all this? Of life? Am I supposed to rule the world and live an extravagant life, or am I supposed to blend in with the other fellow mundane human beings? All of this, all this effort won’t even matter in a say a hundred years. I’ll be dead. No one will remember me anyway. I’ll live a mundane and die a mundane.” I just felt empty. It felt like all my creativity, all my zest was sucked out by those existential questions. I was anxious. I was deeply unhappy.

But then I realised something, I was not going to give up on MY dreams just because some insignificant people did not validate me by not watching my hard-work. Dammit, I am going to work harder and smarter. And if those blasted existence-questioning questions bother me, I’ll just exercise or better yet, watch some anime. Or eat some chips. And, finally:

‘I WILL WORK HARD.  I’LL MAKE IT COUNT. I HAVE TO. I JUST HAVE TO.’

 

And if any of you guys feel an existential crisis arising due to some unimportant people or events, just remember – ‘ YOU ARE THE POINT.

If anyone else feel this way, please comment. Let’s all face this together. Let’s kick it to the curb. Just comment.  

Whew! I feel much better now.

 

 

 

 

 

Books

They envelop you,
The processed tree barks.
They enrich you,
With knowledge so divine,
So pure, so enrapturing.
They touch you,
With their beautiful words,
So heart-rendering, so anguishing.
They love you,
They remind you of your beauty.
But, they also break hearts frequently.
They annoy you,
Their qualities render you speechless,
They haunt you. They creep you out.
They purify you,
Of all your ignorance.
All your stupidity. All your helplessness.

They stay with you,
Long after they cease to exist.
But let’s be honest,
They never stop existing.
They’re immortal.
Immortally captivating.
Immortally engaging.
Immortally inviting.
Immortally alluring.
Immortally immortal.

I Yearn

I yearn to
Be with those,
Who don’t yearn,
To be with me.

I care too much
About them,
But they couldn’t,
Careless about me.

I seek their unneeded
And unnecessary validation,
Only to realise that,
They will never validate me.

I get so mesmerised,
By their beauty,
Their abundant charm,
That I forget their true inner being.

It would be really nice,
That once in a while,
I would find someone,
Who would yearn to be with me,
Without driving me crazy.