I really don’t want a 21st birthday party, but my grandma insists I have one cos I’m the eldest granddaughter.

If it were up to me, I’d just have a coupla mates over at my place, and dinner at Hard Rock Cafe..just like I’ve done all these years.

But NO..for indians it’s gotta be this extravagant semi-wedding sorta thing where everyone comes dressed to the NINES, and there’s a DJ and silly games and it’s all just VERY unneccessary.

I’d rather all the money wasted on a big party be channeled towards a car/ a trip to London during my summer holidays where I can watch gig after gig with Venetia and Su Hui, in venues like the Camden Roundhouse and Brixton Academy and WEMBLEY stadium.

for fuck’s sake.

That would make me happy, not all the peripherals and flashiness. Honest to God.