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    The Cow That Came For Her Midday Lunch

    I was shopping for healing crystals in Pushkar’s main street when it happened. ‘Excuse me,’ the shopkeeper said, standing up, ‘I just have to see to something.’ Grabbing a plastic bag tucked underneath the counter, he strolled outside and crouched at the entrance of the door, watching. A second later, a cow paused beside him before trundling off down the road. ‘Everything okay?’ I asked as he sat back down opposite me, displaying more crystals aimed at improving strength, health and more. ‘Oh yes,’ he drawled. ‘That’s just my cow. Everyday she comes by at 12pm for her lunch.’ I was fascinated. ‘What’s her lunch!?’ I enquire enthusiastically. ‘A chapatti.…

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    Sunshine Blogger Award!

    Ah! My twentieth blog post is about an award I’ve been nominated for! My face is just full of smiles. <3 When I first got the notification regarding the Sunshine Blogger Award, I was seriously ecstatic, and now I’m looking forward to spreading the love to other bloggers! The rules are: -Thank the person who nominated you and link to their blog -Answer the 11 questions sent by the person who nominated you -Nominate your favourite bloggers to receive the award, and write 11 questions for them -List the rules and display the award logo on your post and blog. So thank you so much for the award, KingKelseyxo, because…

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    The First Thing I Do When I Return From Travelling…

    … is listen to music. Hell yes. It is the very first thing I do. I could’ve just slumped waltzed off of a two hour or 15+ hour plane journey (ignoring the +2 hours it will take me to get home from the airport), either solo or in the company of others, and before I shower or brush my teeth or even just recognise that I’m actually back home in England, my speakers are on and I am jumping about headbanging in the privacy of my room. You see, it’s because I like my music L O U D. As loud as can be. Luckily, the Bose stereo my Mum bought me for Christmas a…

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    Happy International Women’s Day 2018!

    I don’t like to admit this, but I’m not a particularly inspirational woman. No siree. I’m just your regular, standard, run-of-the-mill, average woman – plodding along with occasional sprinting bouts trying to navigate my way through the day. I wouldn’t say I’m a bad person, and I do think that my everyday actions, ideas and views help the sexes, but I don’t actively do anything to forward women’s rights. Because although I myself may treat everyone I meet with equality, and absolutely speak out when a sexist comment is made within my vicinity, today, on International Women’s Day, I questioned myself: is that enough? Should I be doing more to help women?…