the worst part is i am not even that nice
i wish i were better
please come back, phone
i'll get you back
i am sorry
i am sorry, Father
you bought such a good phone for me

29 years old, and not even a good human being

I'll earnestly try to be better from this moment on.
There is much that I could and should be doing
And I am doing none
I will be sad, for some time
but I guess it will get better

I never lose things
Why was I so careless!

i Desire Eye

I'm not sure how exactly but I misplaced my phone this afternoon.
I thought I felt it bulge in my pocket, it was too broad for it, so I slipped it into my purse.
Only moments later, it wasn't there. I either dropped it when I slipped it in (or thought I did),
Someone else picked it up.
Or it is misplaced in the cab.
My phone is on airplane mode right now.
I am not sure how to reach it.
Feeling really disappointed but warmed by a few friends who tried to help, and are kind.
I feel so sad, like I lost a dear companion or friend.
It's strange I know, complex, perhaps, the relationship we share with such objects
And yet I am sure, I will dip into my savings to buy this model again if it isn't returned to me.
Please let me find it
I believe you are coming home
But I tried being normal, and distracting myself
But I can't forget
Why was I so careless?
How could I have lost what my father bought me?
Why couldn't I be more alert?
I know this is a lesson.
Please come back home.
I'll be a better friend, and keeper.
All your data, keep it safe
Ours.
Please come home.
I know you will find a way.
The kindness of strangers is bound to activate
and bring you home to me.

The Jupiter Journey

I wrote about how I came up with Jupiter Skye, and what I intend to do with it now if you are interested:

Drops of Jupiter - Part 1

https://jupiterskye.com/2016/03/12/drops-of-jupiter-part-un/

Drops of Jupiter - Part 2

https://jupiterskye.com/2016/03/14/drops-of-jupiter-part-deux/

P.S. Are you in love right now? With what, or whom? Tell me? I think you can comment on here. I don't know what the settings are, forgive me.

Salad Sally

Salad recipe (which might not be so healthy):

INTRODUCTION: So I have been making this since I was in ninth grade... Threw in the ingredients rather randomly, but it always tastes good in my mouth. Don't eat too much, if too spicy etc.

INGREDIENTS:

- Onion (Chopped)

- Two tomatoes (Chopped)

- A clove of garlic (Smash it with salt with the flat side of the knife's blade to release the juices, and make it edible whilst still raw, etc.)

- Chilli (Green)

- A tbsp of Soya Sauce (Kikkoman is good)

- A dash of Tabasco or Crystal Hot Sauce (A little more if you like it spicy.)

- 2 tbsp of Olive Oil

- Lukewarm water (2tbsps)

- Salt

- Pepper

EXTRAS (That weren't part of my original recipe): Cucumber, American corn, sliced radish, a pinch of sugar, Oyster sauce (if not allergic to it) etc.

RECIPE: Throw it all together, and mix-mix-mix-mix! 

drops of jupiter

This marks my sixth year of blogging! Not here. On jupiterskye.com. Working on making it even better! <3 p="">

I am 29 years old, and ooh, February has 29 days (2016)! #leapyearyoyororo

Imaginary friends, hello!

#main

I am 29! I had a birthday four days ago, and it was quite sweet. I spent the day with my family (Minila, too), ate merrily, wore something oceanic (my bhane. midi dress and Promod denim jacket with some Accessorize and shop lune lovelies, some new gladiator sandal flats, etc.) and just had a good time laughing and acting foolish.

accessorize + bhane. + promod + shop lune

I missed maya and nina being around because they always are around on the 15th but I guess they were busy. Ah, birthdays, when you're older! They're good to dwell on, be lonely or share with. My favourite callers called! Ashu + Marie. ❤ Minila made me a deliciousssss oceanic-themed birthday cake. It was so good! Ooh, and Sonaksha, my littlest, newest, most talented and very sweet friend presented me with a lovely Harry Potter book set (the library books - the Quidditch book, FBAWTFT, and the book of tales) - she should not have. But I do love it so much already! Grateful for all the love. Non-sexual love is goooood.

Cake by the Ocean ;-) #notreally

Oh, and I went to Chennai and Pondicherry on the 11th - I actually wanted to spend my birthday completely alone in a different, new place and in a sense, I did, I suppose... I was there for about a day and a half. While the trip was quite sudden - I planned it a long time ago, but I did my research only some two weeks before, booked my tickets a week prior to my departure but it all turned out okay ultimately.

gladiator flats

I'll share links to the post whenever I write about my uh, adventures - there (PO), hehe. Thank you for the love, friends! You know who you are. (Books: I am on a Harry Potter reminiscence spree!)

Happy New Year! #2016

(I made this artwork with some help from the #ABeautifulMess app!)

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Not that a lot of people read what I write here because this blog is supposedly private, however I'll make it public as soon as I publish this. I mean, who really cares anyway? Life is short. If the internet is the medium I choose to express myself then I shouldn't be hiding who I am here too. How are you doing?

I'll admit that 2015 has been rather weird but pretty wonderful too. December went by, in a breeze but the rest of the year seemed to move at its own pace, it matched my own in ways? It was good, it was bad, but I do miss 2015 already. Truly! I'm going to be 29 years old, this year, and it's not worrying but it does get me a bit nervous+excited. It doesn't mean much. Age is but a number, after all.

I wish you the best of the best! Do it all. Nothing like a new year to pump you up with good energy to motivate you to move forward... Shalom.

❤

“Lying in bed with my lover, riding my bike, sports, happy times with my friends, conversation, learning, the earth, dirt, a beautiful repast with friends, family with wine and glorious food and happy tidings and energy and zest and lust for life. I like being in the desert, in nature, being in extraordinary spaces in nature, high in a tree or in the dirt, hanging out with my family, my sisters.”

ICYMI :: july 2015 :: jupiterskye.com

Though I try my hardest (well, sometimes) to make sure everything on jupiterskye.com unfolds like a connected story especially in terms of colours, ideas, products, themes etc. - it does not always reflect so... But I do think my work from July onwards has been tonnes better in the aspects I mentioned above - so here are some stories you might have missed seeing:

http://jupiterskye.com/2015/07/

SUPER MARIO

Featuring one of the many cards I bought at the Mario Miranda shop in Panjim, Goa (I was there, for less than a week during the month of June).

BLACK COFFEE

This is one of my nicest pieces, even if I have to say so myself! Cleverly slipped in a #LearnToDraw graphic, and waxed poetic on more than a few of my favourite coffee shops in Bombay.

THE COCOA BUTTER SOLUTION

Reviewing the Skin Therapy Oil from Palmer's that I received in my ELLE Beauty Box... I think I might be buying another bottle, soon! Smells incredible, very skin-correcting on the face area, etc.

BREAKING THE HABIT

Dispelling advice on snapping out of it, or simply learning to break bad habits with my two paise, etc. 

❤

Ariadne, by Roanna Fernandes

I thought this would be really good to document. It is one of the many things that I liked doing best... Writing stories! Jotting down notes, doodling in my journal, et cetera. Oh, and I prefer writing with gel-based pens. You know... The kind that makes your curves flawless? Or more artistic, I am not sure? I think I pride myself too much on having such ideas. It makes me feel good about myself.

Now that I have decided to make more conscious changes in my life, I feel better. The steps aren't as painful, and my shoes don't pinch my toes as much. It is important to get here, I think... It really is. I believe it so much more now. I see things clearly... Especially on a day like today. This is a token of thanks! Much as I like mazes, it is rather delightful to come out of one - battered, bruised but brighter, brilliant.

r a j k u m a r i

m u g h a l e s q u e

w a t e r

w i n d

stories - fifteen

What do you do with love that can be felt?
What do you do with love that can't be spoken of?
What do you do with love that can't be shared?
What do you do with love that can't be broken?
What do you do with love that makes your heart smile?
What do you do with love that nobody wants?
What do you with love that's just hanging?
What do you with love that's silent?
What do you do with love that's strange?
What do you with love that's bursting to be let out?
What do you do with love?
What do you do with love?
What do you do with love?
What do you do with love?

stories - fourteen

She giggled, and pointed...
You look so funny!
That hair on you...
Hahahahahaha.
Why did you get it cut like that?
He made a sad face.
You're stupid.
And you're cute.
She grabbed his hand and squeezed.

stories - thirteen

Waiting.
She was waiting.
She had been there, almost everyday.
Ordering the same cup of double espresso,
and was waiting...
She was observant.
Loved to look around.
Make up stories in her head.
She was waiting, really though.
That's all she was doing,
as she sat by herself looking at magazines.

stories - twelve

Keeping up pretenses is important, they said.

You are weak, a flower that can be crushed

easily in the softest of palms.

Be bold, a bitch, they said.

Fuck everyone in your path, they advised.

They told you your differences were your weaknesses.

You wouldn't grow.

You're too normal. You're nothing.

You haven't done anything. You're really nothing.

She thought about all of this.

Long and hard.

Long and hard.

Every damn day.

Every damned day.

The world was as fucked up,

as we left it last.

stories - eleven

Everything's bullshit.
Oh, come on.
Like you didn't know before.
Don't get attached.
Live your life, disconnected.
Everything sucks.
This is writing but it isn't
anything.
Nothing's good enough.
You never were,
You never will be.
But just live.
Fucked up as it is seems
This world we're a part of.
Breathe, for your time here
is short.
Who cares, really?