Thought on Series 8 (of DW)


I binged series 8 of Doctor Who a few days ago and I feel a rant coming up. Because, yeah, while it wasn’t a root canal like series seven was, series 8 wasn’t all that good either.

Peter Capaldi as the Twelfth Doctor



Peter Capaldi is a brilliant Doctor. I love him. He is grumpy, funny, sarcastic yet the most vulnerable of all the Doctors I’ve seen so far. I mean, he actually cares what Clara thinks.

I like Peter Capaldi’s portrayal of the Doctor. No complaints there. What I do mind, is the way Twelve has been written. Why have the writers stressed so much on his age?

Yes. Peter Capaldi is older than David Tennant or Matt Smith. But that’s okay. He isn’t that old. I haven’t seen Classic Who but some of those Doctors seem older.

Also, stressing on his age basically highlighted the fact that Twelve isn’t as hot as Eleven or Ten. That’s what people say. Then the ratings fell and the rumours cropped up about BBC sacking Peter Capaldi. If BBC is actually doing that, then screw them. Honestly.

One of the things I love about this show is that, the saviour of the world this time isn’t some hunk who spends all the time, when he is not saving the world, in a gym. What I mean by this is that, the Doctor need not be someone absolutely hot or good looking or attractive or something. I didn’t find Tennant handsome when I first saw the Christmas Special. I still won’t comment on his looks. Because they don’t matter.

Yes, he has great hair. But I don’t think his popularity is based on that singular fact.

There is so much more to being the Doctor than mere looks. It’s the way the character is written, the mannerisms, the quirks that decide the awesome that is the Doctor.

Judging a Doctor just by his looks goes against what the show stands for.

Now, the writers have been making jokes about Twelve’s age right from episode 1 of series 8. That just pinpoints the age factor and takes away the attention from everything else Capaldi’s Doctor is. And he is a lot of wonderful things.

The Doctor isn’t a superhero who needs to be made up. He is a man trying to be a good one.

Clara Oswald: The Impossible Girl Companion


I did not like Clara Oswald with Matt Smith. I really did not. Eleven should be with the Ponds. No one else.

I could hardly get through the second half of series 7 thanks to the utter lack of chemistry between Clara and the Eleventh Doctor. They just didn’t make sense to me. It was all too pretend.

I agree that Clara replaced Amelia Pond who was as awesome as it gets and along with Rory and River- together the Ponds are unbeatable. Even so, there should have been something that I actually liked about the character.

I don’t blame Jenna-Louise Coleman. She is such a pretty person and I like the sassy element that she brings along.

In series 7, the episode about Clara being the impossible girl was too predictable.

She is better and worse in series 8. Better because Twelve and Clara are good together. They keep on firing shots at each other but only in the way best friends can.

Clara is more manipulative than the other companions. The arrival of Danny Pink just makes her worse. The part where she chucks all the Tardis keys? I agree she was grieving but I know for a fact that you can be a good person even while grieving.

I don’t hate Clara (maybe I do- a little) but I am already wondering about the next companion.

Danny Pink


When I read on Wikipedia about Clara getting a boyfriend, I actually whooped. It had worked so well with Rory and Amy. I absolutely adored them as a couple. I was looking forward to absolutely adoring Clara and Danny.

But no. Danny Pink turned out to be someone suspicious of the Doctor and he tried to dissuade Clara from travelling with the Doctor. Why stop someone you love from being a better version of themselves? Of saving humanity(and other life forms) multiple tomes in a row?

Also, he wasn’t even interested in one trip in the Tardis. What kind of a person says no to travelling in time and space?

So, you can say that Danny Pink was a big bummer.

I also got the feeling that the very essence of the show has changed somehow. Change is good. But why transform something that was already amazing? Why not build up on what made it amazing?

I just feel like rewatching series 1-6. I so hope that series 9 turns out to be better. Peter Capaldi deserves good stories and I hope he gets them.

The End of a Hiatus

Its ironic how I’m ending my hiatus right when I should be embarking on it. Exams start in two days and I have loads to study. And this is the period when I’m unusually creative and productive.

I really should be studying but anyhoo.

This semester is especially awesome. Subjectwise at least. We have Introduction to Creative Writing, Understanding cinema, Culture Studies, Advanced Computers and Introduction to Public Relations. Yeah, the portion is way too vast for a few of those but at the end of the day, it’s okay. If you need an education, you gotta work for it.

This post isn’t about me going on and on about my exams. I want to tell you what I’ve been upto since August, 9th.

  1. I quit my job. I loved it so much and I had to leave. University and assignments with work was getting a bit too much. I was exhausted all the time and I didn’t want my grades to suffer. So I left. I am so happy I worked though. Now, I realise that working at Crimson has somehow honed my analytical skills. More on that in a bit.
  2. I made a movie (along with my mates) for a class. Well, a short student film. But a film nevertheless. Guess whose story has been used? Yep, mine. That too none other than Self-crossedI feel so proud of my group. Please check it out 🙂

3.  I saw a whole lot of films for my Understanding Cinema class. It was good cinema and a step away from the romantic comedies I’m accustomed to watching. I will dedicate an entire post to them soon.

4. I reactivated my Facebook page. Go ahead and like it here. I share articles, poems, fandom stuff and tumblr posts here.

5. I have participated in a blogging competition called BloCo. So far, I have three posts up and one under review. My theme is “Thoughts on”. I express my thoughts on a variety of topics.

The links for the three posts-

You will be my favourite person in the whole wide world if you hit like and comment on my posts for BoCo. I especially want to know your views on wars. I have done a few posts on war before. But this one is more about wars and better written.

Now, it’s October and it’s as hot as May. I have to endure a week of exams until I am set free. Then, my vacations shall commence with a Doctor Who marathon.

I will reach Eleven's regeneration to Twelve in a few episodes. #SuperExcited

I will reach Eleven’s regeneration to Twelve in a few episodes. #SuperExcited

Am I too obsessed?

Hello fellow Earthlings,

I wish I could say I was away travelling. Travelling across space and time with a madman in a blue box. I wish I could say that I had tea with Jane Austen and I visited the Indus Valley Civilization. I wish I could say that i encountered a Dalek or two. I wish I could say that I straightened the Doctor’s bow-tie and saved the earth by his side.

But that’s just in my head.

My sole consolation.

My sole consolation.

In reality, I ended up with a vitamin deficiency that rendered me unable to do any damn thing. I couldn’t even hold my toothbrush. i can’t begin to tell you how frustrating that is. One week in bed. I couldn’t read. I go two blood tests, had to wait in the doctor’s waiting room for hours.

What I ended up doing was-

a) Watch Doctor Who.

b) Discuss Doctor Who.

c) Think about Doctor Who.

d) Read Doctor Who fanfiction.

e) Listen to Doctor Who music.

f) Write Doctor Who fanfiction poetry.

g) Breathe Doctor Who.

h) Live Doctor Who.


My mum is exasperated with me. Apparently I am too obsessed.






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Am I?

I personally think, that no. Yeah, I basically can’t do anything but Doctor Who but I’m a fangirl. That is what we do.

Also, Doctor Who is the kind of show that basically will make me a better person. It makes me believe that I am important. That I am extraordinary. That guns suck. That the human race is worth it.

It makes me believe in the madman with the blue box when believing in anything is so damn hard.

Horror is so not my scene

Last Sunday was weird.

Eleanor Roosevelt has said, “Do one thing everyday that scares you.”

I literally did that.

Let’s start at the beginning.

For a girl who loves skulls and Dexter’s breakfast routine, I had not, until this very day, seen any horror movies. Well, not any proper ones. By that I mean, so far in my almost 19 years of life, I have seen only Bollywood horror movies and not hardcore movies like Insidious or The Conjuring. It’s just not my scene.

Also, Bollywood can’t do horror. The movies are so not scary that they end up being comical. So I don’t count them.

On Sunday, my cousin and my work colleagues who are also my friends dragged me to a horror movie.

Which one you ask.

Yep, Insidious: Chapter 3.

Watching the movie wasn’t so bad. I mean, yeah, it was a bit scary but most of it was due the manipulation of light and sound. I realized that the sole reason why horror movies are scary is because of the sound effects. Before any of the super scary scenes, the background score would go silent. The scenes would be dark. The air would be full of apprehension and wait. And then, suddenly, the ghost/the entity who was around to scare the protagonist and the viewers would pop out nowhere making a tremendous noise. Meanwhile, all the movie-watchers would jump out of their seats.

That’s the secret, folks!

I thought I had it all figured out. Then came the night (in about 5 hours).

My cousin and I had a sleepover of sorts. We slept in the living room. we had planned on talking but we fell asleep. I forgot to switch off the lights. At 2.30 am, my grandfather woke me up and asked me to switch off the lights. I did that. But then, my cousin’s breaths became the breathing noises of the entity from the movie. Every shadow became threatening. I literally couldn’t sleep due to fear.

For two freaking nights.

The next day at work, someone said that if the evil entity hasn’t attacked so far, it probably won’t.

I started sleeping again.


Another thing I noticed about Insidious: Chapter 3 was the similarity with a Doctor who episode “the Empty Child”.

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Gas-masks and creepy? Co-incidence much?

Or maybe I see Doctor Who references everywhere…

…and hear TARDIS sounds everywhere.

My point is, horror is so not my scene. But I saw a horror movie and survived it. I feel so proud of myself.

Do you like horror? Did you watch Insidious: Chapter 3? What did you think of the movie?


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