Finders Eaters: Mr. Choy

July 31, 2015July 31, 2015 Riya#BeingIndian, #Delhi, #DimSum, #Exploring, #FindersEaters, #Food, #FoodBlogger, #Foodie, #FoodPost, #HongKong, #India, #KhanMarket, #Lunch, #Mango, #MrChoy, #New, #NewBlog, #NewBlogger, #NewDelhi, #NewPost, #noodles, #Pudding, #RestaurantsLeave a comment

Hello! Welcome to Finders Eaters #5. I hope you’re having a great monsoon (or whatever passes for monsoon these days). Arshi and I have been busy finding eateries worth checking out and this time, we take you to a little gem we found when the craving for dim sums took over.

Khan Market is known among Delhiites as the place to be when you’re in the search of good crowd, great food and an even better ambience. Mr. Choy, while a small establishment, does not fail in ticking off these basic requirements. Set at 75, Middle Lane in Khan Market, it’s not hard to find with its picturesque glass exterior (at which we stared for a few minutes before we stepped inside).

Since the place only has about 6-7 table settings and we went to lunch on a surprisingly busy Tuesday, we had to wait for ten minutes to be seated. As soon as we took our seats, we were handed notepads and pencils which caused us to share a dubious look (‘Do they want us to doodle while we eat?’) until we realised that those were, in fact, menus. Being the suckers that we are for creativity and quirk, you could colour us impressed.

It took us a while to place our orders since the restaurant claimed to specialise in dim sums and accordingly had a variety of choices in the same. At last we settled on Four Seasons Vegetarian dim sums, Spicy Fried Chicken dim sums and Mr. Choy Special Vegetarian noodles. While selecting drinks, the resident caffeine addict was a bit too fast and ended up with Berry Rocks –a drink which we unanimously voted to be the best of the lot. We also ordered a Minty Chang and a Herbal Dew since this time, we roped in one of our friends to accompany us.

As we waited for our order to arrive, we took the time to observe our surroundings which were quite delightful. From the strategically placed smoky mirrors on the wall, to the cage-enclosed lights which hung from the ceiling, it was a sight to behold. There was also a beautiful mural on the wall right behind us, which made for a wonderful visual whenever we looked up. On each table, was a holder with six test tubes, each filled with a different sauce to savour with your meal. Whoever thought of this idea is a genius, we decree.

The other patrons dining besides us were extremely polite and kept to themselves. It offered a sense of privacy which seems peculiar for a place where tables were placed pretty closed to each other. The wait staff was also very accommodating and sweet when dealing with a group of starved youngsters (that’s us!). They just nodded reassuringly when we asked them if we could take and extra menu home with us (one page of the menu notepad, of course).

After waiting for about 10-15 minutes, our order arrived, albeit in bits and pieces, which is to be expected considering the size of the order. The noodles came in a mason jar (for which we have a thing) and were served to us along with the dim sums. The food was sumptuous and light but at the same time, the portion sizes were enough to satisfy our starving stomachs. Couple that with the wonderful drinks and you’ve got a winner on your hands.

For dessert, we ordered a Chilled Mango Pudding whose consistency was just right–not too gooey, not too firm. In total, the lunch set us back by around 2000 rupees, which is a bit steep for us unemployed college students but it was worth every penny. Along with the bill came three fortune cookies for each of us and while some were satisfied with theirs, others were confounded (hint–it’s the coffee addict).

All in all, it was a nice culinary outing and absolutely deserving of the Finders Eaters stamp of approval. We heartily recommend this place to anyone who craves the taste of Hong Kong cuisine.

I hope you enjoyed reading that! Let me know in the comments below what you thought of this post and Finders Eaters in general. The next post will go up on Arshi’s blog so don’t forget to follow her. Until next time, stay hungry!

Going Places, Literally

July 24, 2015 Riya#Adventure, #America, #AroundTheWorld, #Crowd, #Delhi, #Discovery, #Exploring, #Friends, #Greece, #Hills, #Indian, #Italy, #Metro, #Mountains, #NewBlog, #NewBlogger, #NewPost, #NewYork, #Nomad, #Oceans, #OnTheMove, #Rome, #Santorini, #Sea, #Selfie, #Sixty, #Sun, #Sunset, #Travel, #TravelBlogging, #Travelling, #Travels, #Wanderlust, #Waves, #WomenLeave a comment

The inspiration for this post was a bit unexpected, I’ll admit. I was travelling to college one day and while I did manage to grab a seat in the Metro, let’s just say that it was not the most comfortable situation (Metro regulars know what I’m talking about–8 people sitting on six seats, mm-hmm). What is one to do in when put in such a fix? I couldn’t read a book because there was not enough space for me to hold it up without elbowing a few people. So I took to people-watching which is something I do on a regular basis–not in a creepy way, but in an artistic, I-Like-Studying-Humans kind of way.

After 15 minutes of rolling my eyes at people taking selfies inside the coach (just why?), I saw three women walk in and sit down right opposite me. I would have felt bad about listening in to their conversation if it wasn’t so captivating (also, unless you clamp your hands over your ears, it is really difficult to not eavesdrop in a crowded metro coach). They talked of the sights of Rome, Santorini, London, Istanbul, New York… you get the drift.

One of the women told her companions the story of how her family surprised her with a skiing vacation in the Swiss Alps on her previous birthday. The other talked about the month she spent in Florida and how she wanted to set up camp inside Disney World. The third woman described the joys of scuba diving which she discovered during her recent trip to Bali. The visuals that my mind conjured while they spoke were beautiful enough that I wanted to close my eyes and just soak it all in.

If you’re imagining me sitting there, smiling serenely at three young women whose life experiences were worth envying, well, you’re correct but only partly. I most definitely was smiling at the women sitting across from me but they were all sexagenarians. I say this not because I’m judgmental or rude but the fact that people in their sixties could enjoy travelling as much as I do made me realise that wanderlust was not just for the young.

The skiing vacation I mentioned above? That was for her 60th birthday. On a bright summer morning in a crowded Metro coach, I found my new idols–three women in their sixties who loved to soak in the sights and sounds of the world. I’m the kind of person who is always up for travelling. I love the sense of exhilaration that accompanies packing a bag and leaving everyday life behind.

I looked at them with equal parts envy and admiration. A life filled with exploration and discovery–that’s the kind of life I want for myself. For a socially awkward hermit like myself, it’s hard to believe that my ultimate dream is to wake up in a different city every month. But it is, and I hope that one day, it comes true. I feel like every new place I visit becomes a part of me and I want to keep collecting memories (also, brochures) till I’m an amalgamation of experiences from all over the world.

While there’s much I’ve yet to see, I do hope that by the time I’m sixty, I have as many memories to recall and stories to tell as the trio in the Metro.

Thanks to my friend Puneet who let me scrounge through the massive archive of photographs from his travels so that I could pepper them throughout this post. His travel footprints definitely resemble the Trio’s more than mine do.

Finders Eaters: The All American Diner

July 3, 2015July 3, 2015 Riya#1960, #AmericanFood, #Burger, #CafeReview, #Coffee, #Delhi, #Diner, #DonDraper, #EatingDisorders, #FindersEaters, #Food, #FoodPost, #IHC, #Jukebox, #LodhiRoad, #MadMen, #Milkshake, #Music, #NewBlog, #NewBlogger, #NewDelhi, #RestaurantReview, #Retro, #TheAllAmericanDiner, #TheBeatles, #Throwback, #WeeklyPost1 Comment

Hello, there! I hope you’re having a good summer. It’s time for another Finders Eaters post and this time, Arshi and I take you to a place that’s a bit of a throwback.

Set on the leafy Lodhi Road of south Delhi, the India Habitat Centre is truly an architectural sight to behold. It was in this marvelous setting that we found our third hidden gem. The All American Diner is situated in the Lobby Level of IHC and boasts of giving a true American diner experience in the heart of the Indian capital.

While it is a much-frequented joint among the working populace of the area, it remains shrouded in anonymity for the rest of the city—a fact which was quite surprising for us once we’d had a taste of the place (pun intended). Despite its relative obscurity, it’s a pretty busy place. Busy enough that even at 12 noon on a sunny Monday morning, we had to wait for about 15-20 minutes for a booth. But don’t be disheartened, the diner also has several counter stools and tables along the walls where one can sit while waiting or dive right into the food, if you prefer a meal with a view.

Upon entering the establishment, we encountered a huge jukebox kept directly in front of the door, giving a 1950s vibe to the whole place which was further enhanced by the decor. With a colour palate of white, black and red dominating its entirety, the walls are dotted with old school album covers of classic favourites such as The Beatles and posters from 1950s to the latter part of the 20th century. To further augment the echo of a bygone era, the music selection was purely sublime. There were quite a few times that we found ourselves humming along to songs like Hey Jude, A Hard Day’s Night, You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Pretty Woman and other such unforgettable melodies. The music was so wonderful that a certain someone, for once, was able to concentrate on something other than the food (hint: it’s the permanently hungry one).

Apart from band memorabilia, the walls of the place are plastered with vintage print advertisements from America of the 50s and 60s. Fans of Mad Men will appreciate the numerous references you can find—an advert for Popsicles, a poster for Lucky Strike and one that wasn’t from the show itself but had ‘Don’s Parlour’ written on it which still counts (don’t fight this unless you want to unleash The Fangirl). It was easy to imagine ourselves as one of the characters from the show when we first walked in to the restaurant. This place is so authentic that it made us hope that the next person walking in through the door would be Peggy Olson or Don Draper.

The waiting staff was very polite and quick on their feet. We were attended to within seconds of entering the premises and handed over menus for our perusal. It was nice to see a place where patrons are not overlooked, even when it is bustling with the morning crowd.

Talking about the food–which, undoubtedly is the real reason we chose this place–it was worth every penny! Going through the menu, a lot of items caught our fancy and we would have ordered them all, if our stomachs and pockets (but mainly, pockets) had allowed. We settled for a Chicken Pot Pie and a Banana Berry Milkshake with a Chili Bean Burger and an Espresso with Crème De Menthe (Yes, Arshi did NOT forgo coffee this time. Nope.) For dessert, after much deliberation, we got Chocolate Chip Pancakes, which might we add, were the fluffiest we have ever had. The portions of all dishes were quite impressive.

An old American standby, the Chicken Pot Pie was a nice change from the usual fare that we are subjected to at most places. It consisted of chicken and vegetables in a sumptuous white sauce with a flaky crust on top, served with a salad and some bread on the side. We’d recommend this dish to anyone looking to try a classic American meal because it was rich, wholesome and definitely left us feeling satiated. Paired with the Banana Berry Shake, let’s just say that it made us quite happy.

Now, we’ve eaten burgers at a number of establishments so far, but we’ve never had one so well-balanced. Considering the size of it, we’d go so far as to say that it was perfect—not so small that you feel cheated and not so big that you’re unable to finish it and are left embarrassed (which has happened before but we can’t tell you when because we worked hard to block those memories). The taste itself was wonderful, if a bit more spicy than the norm, but we personally like spicy food so we had no qualms about it. Moving on to the coffee—as a self-confessed caffeine addict, Arshi can assure you that the coffee offered by the diner ticks off all the requirements of a good cup of Joe. It was quite strong with the Crème de Menthe providing that little bit of sweetness which ensures that you don’t need to add any sweetener to it.

While the food was pretty darned delectable, we must warn you that it was a bit on the pricier side. We shelled out around Rs. 800 per head but let us tell you, we have no regrets because the whole dining experience that they offer is unparalleled. Our server Choeden was absolutely wonderful and we believe that she was one of the reasons we enjoyed our meal so much.

They have a picturesque outdoor seating area too but we weren’t brave enough to sit through a meal (no matter how delicious) with the sun beating down on us so we had to pass. It would be perfect for an evening meal or dinner, though. We definitely wouldn’t mind going back for either. If you’re looking for a place that offers a fare that is a break from the normal and that too, in great environs, look no further than The All American Diner–it has the Finders Eaters’ stamp of approval.

I hope you enjoyed this post. The next one will be up on Arshi’s blog in two weeks. Let me know in the comments below what you thought of this and don’t forget to share this on Facebook/Twitter because we need all the love we can get. Until next time…

What The Lens Saw: Summer Strolling

June 26, 2015June 26, 2015 Riya#BeingIndian, #BritishCouncil, #Calm, #Coffee, #ConnaughtPlace, #CP, #Delhi, #Desi, #DSLR, #Ducks, #Exploring, #FindersEaters, #Finding, #Flowers, #Fort, #HauzKhasFort, #HauzKhasVillage, #KunzumTravelCafe, #Lake, #Library, #NewBlog, #NewBlogger, #NewCamera, #NewDelhi, #NewPost, #NewYork, #PhotoEssay, #PhotoFeature, #PhotoWalk, #Spring, #Stairs, #Starbucks, #Summer, #SummerStroll, #Walking, #Water, #WhatTheLensSaw, #WTLS2 Comments

Summer is here and I have a bright and cheery collection of photos for you from my day out in the sun. These were taken a few weeks back, when Arshi (from Words, Whimsy and Wanderlust) and I headed out on our first Finders Eaters exploration trip. We roamed around Connaught Place and Hauz Khas before we finally headed to Kunzum Travel Cafe which we featured in our first post. If you saw my last WTLS post about Hauz Khas Fort, you know what’s coming and it’s not winter (High-five, Throners!).

OhRiyally What The Lens Saw British Council Library — My first stop was the British Council Library near Connaught Place. My sense of direction is horrible so I can’t provide an exact address but this building is hard to miss. Just look at it!

OhRiyally What The Lens Saw Starbucks — Since Arshi was accompanying me and it is no secret that she has a coffee-addiction, my next stop was Starbucks in A Block, CP.

While roaming around in Connaught Place, I happened upon this wall full of amazing street art.

OhRiyally What The Lens Saw — There was a temporary tarp-and-pole tent set up right in front of the wall so I couldn’t get a full shot of it. See the wooden poles in the right corner? Those are from someone’s temporary home. Imagine waking up to this graffiti everyday.

As expected, the lake below the Hauz Khas Fort was scenic enough to make you want to sit there and ponder.

Look at me overcoming my fear of heights. Not really, my hands shook the entire climb up and down. Arshi clicked this one.

I hope you liked this post. Tell me your thoughts in the comments below or tweet at me! I also have a separate Instagram account for this blog which you can check out for exclusive behind-the-scenes and extras. See you next week with an all new Finders Eaters post.

Finders Eaters: Rose Cafe

June 19, 2015June 19, 2015 Riya#Adventure, #Blogger, #Cafe, #CafeDiaries, #Cake, #Collaboration, #Cups, #DayOut, #Delhi, #DustStorm, #FairyLights, #FindersEaters, #Floral, #Food, #Gazebo, #GingerFizz, #HighTea, #India, #IndianBlogger, #IndianWriter, #Italian, #Lunch, #Mint, #Monsoon, #NewBlog, #NewDelhi, #NewPost, #Nikon, #OhRiyally, #OutdoorSeating, #Paris, #Pasta, #Pastels, #Pink, #Pizza, #Rain, #Restaurants, #RoseCafe, #Saket, #Sweet, #SweetTooth, #WeeklyPost, #WindyDay, #YesRiyallyLeave a comment

Friday is here and it’s time for the next installment of Finders Eaters! I can’t believe that it’s been two weeks already. Like I mentioned in the previous post, Finders Eaters will go live every two weeks here and on Arshi’s blog, alternatively. This week, Arshi and I take you to Rose Cafe on Westend Marg, Saidulajab, Delhi. Head on over to Words, Whimsy and Wanderlust to view the next page in the adventure that we call Finders Eaters.

Click here to view the post and do let me know in the comments below what you think!

Around The World In Paper: My Brochure Collection #1

June 14, 2015June 14, 2015 Riya#America, #Andheri, #AroundTheWorld, #AroundTheWorldInPaper, #Auckland, #Bandra, #BeingIndian, #Brochure, #BrochureCollection, #Brochures, #Cancun, #Collection, #Collector, #Countries, #Delhi, #Dublin, #IncredibleIndia, #Ireland, #Italy, #Japan, #Locus, #Map, #Mexico, #Mumbai, #NewBlog, #NewPost, #NewYork, #NewZealand, #NYC, #PartOne, #Photography, #Photos, #Postcards, #Sentosa, #Shoebox, #Singapore, #Souvenir, #Taormina, #Travelling, #Travels, #USA, #WeeklyPost1 Comment

Yes, you read that right. I really do have a brochure collection and I’m quite proud of it. Whenever a friend or relative of mine heads out of the country or even the city, I always ask them to bring back some brochures for me as souvenirs of sorts. People mostly oblige since brochures are free and lightweight so in a way, collecting them is a logistically sound hobby. Now you might think that there’s no point in collecting dull pages full of text but let me tell you, brochures are wonderfully informative things. They aren’t about stating information anymore–they have transformed into entire visual experiences over the years.

While most of my collection consists of brochures that people brought back from their travels, there are quite a few I picked up myself with an over excited kid-on-Christmas expression on my face. It doesn’t matter if I’ve never visited a country/city, just glancing through brochures from the place gives me an odd sense of familiarity. It’s like seeing the sights without ever stepping out of my room.

I had a few topics in mind for this week’s post but while cleaning up my room (yes, maa, I finally did it), I happened upon my shoe-box full of brochures and spend around 20 minutes looking through them. In my head, I could recall stories–of the places where these brochures were from–that friends and family told me while handing over the brochures. That’s when I knew that I just had to do a post about my collection of brochures. I spent the next 3 hours laying them out by destination and photographing them. I was halfway through when I realised I had way too many brochures and I couldn’t possibly show you all of them in one post. So I decided to split the collection and share it with you in two posts (or maybe more). Without further ado, here’s part one of my brochure collection.

OhRiyally brochures collection — Let’s begin with the ones from Ireland.

OhRiyally brochure collection — This is the entirety of my Italian brochures.

OhRiyaly Brochure Collection — I particularly love this one. It’s a replica of the boarding pass of the ship Titanic.

This is the first part of my brochure collection. I’ll be back with the next part in a few weeks. Stay tuned if you want to go around the world in paper too!

P.S.– I made a separate Instagram account for the blog! Go follow @ohriyally for exclusive behind-the-scenes, sneak peeks and extras from my camera roll.

Let me know which brochure/batch of brochures you liked the most in the comments below.

What The Lens Saw: Hauz Khas Fort

April 24, 2015April 24, 2015 Riya#Delhi, #Desi, #Fort, #Garden, #Graffiti, #HauzKhasFort, #HauzKhasVillage, #HKV, #India, #iPhonographer, #iPhonography, #Lake, #MonthlyFeature, #Monument, #NewBlog, #NewBlogger, #NewDelhi, #Photo, #PhotoEssay, #Restaurants, #SteveJobs, #StreetArt, #WhatTheLensSaw, #WTLS5 Comments

I’m back with another photo feature! I have to admit, What The Lens Saw (let’s just call it WTLS from now on, all that unnecessary typing is tiring me out) is quickly becoming my favourite category of posts. This time, I take you to Hauz Khas Fort in Delhi.

Hauz Khas 1 — It was a bright sunny yet pleasantly breezy day when I found myself in Hauz Khas Village for a friend’s birthday party. (If you read the last WTLS, you might assume that the only time I get out of the house is when I’m invited to a birthday party. Let me assure you, that is not the case. Mostly.) Being the control-freak that I am, I reached right on time and was greeted with the news that the host was running late. With about an hour to kill, I walked over to the nearby Hauz Khas Fort, took a perch under a nice tree and spent my time watching people and thinking up blog post ideas (*wink*).

HKFdoor — For a person like me who loves stories, Hauz Khas Fort, with its beautifully rustic exteriors, looks like the kind of place which has a lot of tales to tell.

cieling — Some ceilings in the fort are decorated with gorgeous inlay work such as this. If it looks so intricate even after years of dilapidation, one can only imagine the original beauty of this ceiling when it was freshly carved.

Pillar — The whole fort follows a pattern of symmetry which is an exciting visual for people like me who, well, like symmetry and order.

Lovers — Full of discreet passageways and corridors, the fort is a regular haunt for couples, groups of friends and even loners who arrive too early for birthday parties.

With gorgeous hallways such as this one, the fort draws me in with its mysterious vibe. I can’t help but imagine the people who walked through these corridors and wonder what conversations these walls have witnessed over the years.

I’m a thoroughly lazy girl but on some days, I find the motivation to make an effort and ditch my denim and sneakers in favour of trousers and shiny oxfords. At first, I felt quite overdressed but after roaming around for a while, my glittering shoes seemed to fit right in with the rugged stone floor. That’s the beauty of this place, it welcomes worn-out sneakers as warmly as it does dapper oxfords.

There’s something captivating about this fort. I find myself inexplicably drawn to it. I always hope to absorb some of the fort’s tranquility that the porous stones with which it was built seem to exude.

The greenery set against the stone walls makes for a picturesque view.

The fort overlooks a lake, which, once a source of clean water for the residents, is now mossy, green and definitely not inviting enough to drink from.

Beyond the boundaries of the fort lies the Hauz Khas Village which has a plethora of restaurants and cafes, known for their edgy food and decor themes. This vividly painted residential house seems to be competing with them.

The gardens are interspersed with these idyllic structures which make for great picnic spots. I remember spending a rainy afternoon sitting under one of these, chatting away with my friends. It was quite peaceful, really, to sit nice and dry under the stony roof while raindrops fell on the grass.

There is no dearth of beauty in the fort grounds with sprawling trees such as this one. Currently bare, this tree must have seen countless visitors stroll through the gardens as it stood in the corner, listening in to their conversations and laughing at their jokes. Come spring, it will be full of green leaves, ready to witness new memories being made.

This lake must have been quite beautiful in its time, I reckon. This is the closest I’ve ever been to the lake, actually. You see, my sense of direction is very poor and the first time I visited the fort was with a friend who kindly led me to the entrance. To this day, I use the same entry point whenever I visit the fort and my countless efforts at finding a staircase which leads down to the lake have been futile. Some day, I hope I’m able to find my way down to the lake, but till then I’m just going to stand against the railing and gaze longingly at the lake, quite like Jay Gatsby used to look at the green light at the end of Daisy Buchanan’s dock in the book The Great Gatsby.

The pictures in this post weren’t all clicked on the same day. I had around 5 pictures to work with, when I first drafted this post, but I wanted to add more. So one day, when I had around two hours to spare, I headed out to the fort and got clicking. Determined to find a way to reach the lake, I stepped out into the Village with a friend and as I explored the back lanes, I came across this wall full of graffiti.

While our quest to find a path that led to the lake resulted in failure, my friend and I did manage to find Steve Jobs on a wall in the Village.

My inner Sherlock fan desperately wished for this door to say 221B.

Spotted this right in front of the Steve Jobs graffiti and I couldn’t help but capture this.

This one is from the very first time I visited the fort. I was walking around wide-eyed, trying to commit to memory as much of the fort’s beauty as I possibly could when a friend of mine snapped this. This is me in all my silhouette-y glory.

I hope you enjoyed reading this post as much as I enjoyed putting it together. I must thank my friends Anish (@Rai_Anish on Twitter, @raianish on Instagram) and Utkarsh (@UtkarshChawla on Twitter, @poundforabrown on Instagram) for accompanying me to Hauz Khas on various separate occasions and bearing with my control-freak self as I clicked away. Tell me what you think of this post in the comments! Any suggestions, requests?

What The Lens Saw: A Sunny Picnic

March 27, 2015March 27, 2015 Riya#MonthlyFeature, #NewBlog, #PhotoEssay, #WhatTheLensSaw1 Comment

Whenever I daydreamed about starting a blog, there was always one idea that I fancied quite dearly: a photo feature. Let me clarify, I’m not a professional photographer. I’m not even an amateur photographer but I do love capturing a moment the way my retinas see it, so that other retinas of the world can relive it later, albeit through a screen. Since I’ve ventured into blogging (and not just daydreaming about blogging) now, I’m making this a reality. Here’s how it will go down: once a month, I will post a photo essay of sorts chronicling an interesting (well, as interesting as a 19-year-old’s life can get) event or an outing or a series of happenings or anything really, which makes for a fascinating click on my part and an amusing read on yours. I’m starting this off with my recent picnic in Nehru Park, Delhi. It was my friend’s birthday and we decided to break away from the usual lunch and drinks routine. It was quite refreshing to sit in the sun and just be.

Nehru Park — There were rows and rows of trees gently swaying in the breeze.

All this talk of parks and footballs and badminton racquets might have led you to believe that I’m fond of sports. Well, that is most definitely not the case. I’m as uncoordinated as they get when it comes to outdoor recreational activities. But I did enjoy myself thoroughly whenever I missed kicking the football by three feet, much to the dismay of my friends.

The weather forecast warned us about possible rain showers on the day of the picnic. Grudgingly, we let go of our intention of spending a sports-filled day at the park and left the football, badminton racquets, shuttle and even the picnic blanket at home. As it happens, the sun was out and shining down on us brilliantly, causing us to regret our hasty abandonment of the original plan. Call it fate, we found this lonely football hidden under a bench and all was well again in our world.

P.S.- I haven’t decided on a concrete blog-posting schedule yet, but I’m thinking once a week, every Friday. Tell me what you think!

OhRiyally? Yes, really!

March 26, 2015March 27, 2015 Riya#Fangirl, #FirstPost, #NewBlog2 Comments

If you read my name and post title and smirked a little, I like you already, reader. If you didn’t, have no grief, because it wasn’t that clever a pun to begin with. In case you haven’t deduced by now, I like puns. I really, really enjoy puns. Whether I make good puns or not is another story altogether. But I’ll get there. I hope.

This is my first post on my brand new blog. (‘Thank you, captain obvious,’ you think to yourself and huff.) Why I felt the need to state that is because I am an awkward person who thinks that the best way to deal with her awkwardness is to wear it proudly. Before I continue to ramble and make you lose all interest whatsoever, dear reader, I think a little background is in order. I’m a 19-year-old grammar-freak and fangirl who prefers the company of a book over actual humans. I’m also extremely shy and introverted, as you can probably tell by now. (True story: Once, I freaked out for 7 minutes because I had to walk up to the McDonald’s counter alone to ask for extra ketchup. Seven whole minutes. Yep.) I like to think of myself as a writer because A) I enjoy hammering away on a keyboard/scribbling on paper in my horrible handwriting and B) I’ve been told that I do a decent job of hammering away on a keyboard/scribbling on paper in my horrible handwriting.

If you’re wondering why a 19-year-old living in the 21st century, who apparently enjoys writing, hasn’t started a blog until now, welcome to the club. I’ve been wondering the same thing. I guess I could rule it down to self-doubt mostly. I wasn’t sure if anyone would want to read my ramblings. There were other slightly frown-worthy factors too but let’s keep this one light and zippy, shall we?

WordPress tells me that my first post is supposed to outline the objective of my blog. Well, this blog chronicles the journey of a socially awkward fangirl who obsesses over books, TV shows, movies, webseries, grammar, food… you get the drift. Welcome to my world, reader. I hope your stay is Riyally pleasant.

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