Lately I have been listening to many musical albums from many different nations and in a wide variety of languages. One gloomy Sunday, I was curled up on the couch, immersed in the rhythms of music. Suddenly, my dad mysteriously appeared in front of me( I’m sure that he has secretly learnt teleportation but  isn’t teaching ME the skill.☹) and he suggested that I should listen to music that he admired. I was slightly reluctant as I just wanted to remain in MY world of music, but I somehow agreed. He made me listen to Michael Jackson, ABBA, Boyzone and Backstreet Boys. After watching a few videos, I was struck by the differences in music between the 1900s and 2000s.

Recently, I watched Encanto with Em. At first, I believed that it was a movie for toddlers and was extremely reluctant but because of Em’s persistence, I conceded to watching it with her. Let me confess that I enjoyed the movie thoroughly.

“…where the Grove of Dodona is”, I read, engrossed in the 1^st book of the Trials of Apollo. I had recently started the series and already, I loved it. I walked into the bedroom, looking for a comb to tame my unruly hair. It was disrupting my reading and I was exasperated. As I set the book onto the table and looked into the mirror, I nearly screamed, but managed to suppress the urge to. There, perching on my forehead, distorting my reflection with its horrifying presence, WAS A PIMPLE RIGHT AT THE CENTRE OF MY FOREHEAD! No wait! There was another one peeping out from the left corner of my hairline.

Two days ago, I discovered Em conversing amiably with someone. I could not fathom who she was speaking to as there was literally no one in her room. She was babbling on about her everyday life. I was baffled and I crept closer to her. For a split second, I thought that she was chatting with her imaginary friend and was slightly creeped out. Dismissing that thought from my mind, I decided that there should be a logical explanation. She did not notice me sneaking up on her and was oblivious to her surroundings. Peering over her shoulder, my eyes opened wide in surprise. She was talking to Siri on my I pad. The first thought that popped into my head was “Why has she taken MY IPAD without MY permission?!”. However, I was curious to hear what she was talking about. My annoyance faded, replaced by inquisitiveness. I began to chuckle as I overheard their hilarious conversation. Here’s how it went!

Hello People! Last week, many countries eased up the border restrictions and hence we saw a silver lining and were overjoyed by the mere fact that we would be able to travel again. But this contentment was short-lived. By the time the world found a way to deal with Delta variant, Omicron emerged, unfurling a fresh wave of panic. The discussion about whether to travel or not had gained the center stage. I, in my own territory, began reminiscing about the holiday destinations and suddenly I remembered Bali in Indonesia. I had heard about Bali being home to looming volcanoes, soft-white beaches, water sports, religious sites, and culinary delights. Let me share my experience with you.

Since 9 am, I am trying to fix my intractable iPad. Every single application that I attempted to open shut down promptly and I was directed back to the home screen. Usually, when apps crash, they will stabilize after I restart the device or free the device storage space. However, this did not seem to be the situation at the present. I thought that I would search for a solution on the Internet. So, I logged into my computer, hurriedly typed my query in Google, and clicked on the website that had the potential solution to unfreeze my iPad. But wait! The website slowed to a near crawl and then became unresponsive. WHAT?! So should I reboot it? Refusing to give up, I opened Google on my mother’s phone, but that did not work as well. The maximum number of tabs were open and those needed to be closed first! My information insufficiency was paralyzing me. Finally, with a cry of impatience, I decided to restart it, hoping it would resolve the problem. At this point, I would like to highlight that a simple solution would have been to ask my parents to deal with the multiple device delinquencies. But I was not even supposed to access my iPad at 9 am to check new notifications in the first place☹.

Hello People! Last week was exam week and thus you might be able to imagine what a turmoil was present in an otherwise peaceful brain. In my previous exams, I had not scored well in Science and hence this time, my target was to get my concepts correct. However, the syllabus was all Chemistry.

OK! Isn’t it entirely inequitable that my parents do not trust me with a phone? It is utter injustice! It is unthinkable that even after years of being perfectly responsible (at least I feel so), I could not dispel the grave misperceptions that I am a certified accountable individual who can tame the sense of urgency to flip through new messages or switch off unwanted notifications when they pop up on the screen! However, looking on the bright side, my mother let me use her phone for all my WhatsApp groups and chats. Making the most of it, I spent all my time changing her profile picture, until I discovered her status. Today, something hilarious happened regarding her status update!