angels do exist:)

People say when everything does not work out and life seems all negative, god is busy creating the beautiful picture...truly it’s my case!:)

My school life the way it should be started with a boom in eight itself! Popularity at its peek.i used to grab attention and used to be with the so called popular lot! But all vain at the end of the day, I was being used! Just as a tool or a weapon...due to some conflicts (guy wala) obviously I got separated and aloofed...I was alone all alone...when rejection and sorrow was all set may it be school building or where ever in partiular. There came a new entry and my class teacher announced kanchan bapna...and there i go with a sad face another bitch! First day itself she grabbed the place in everyone’s heart and morely the most popular group and there a sigh not again!

I was probably the last person who went by her and introduced myself .everyone were busy asking her to join their groups I remained mum I could not comprehend as to what group shall I call into...then came a physics lecture in 8 c class third bench last row (I remember); P when we gradually started talking...talks continued periodically in physics lecture..she shared her part of the story and I something and added some crap also(I never dated puneet I know u will kill me but just to make you involved with me I tried thoda thoda)we exchanged number....and there begins the love story<3

we started talking talking talking found that we were just the same and used to call each other carbon copy (c.c):P things were almost the same we were regarded as kumbh ke mele mai bichdi bhene:p..den my bapz started spoiling me charkhel yaad hai:P..wildness wildness wildness. woh toh abhi bhi hai but tabhi kuch alag tha..My sweetest angel had come into my life just to change it. school was much more fun to attend den canteen mai roz roz new dish khana always sponsored by me:P roaming the school corridors and den infirmary apna adda:p miss used to get so frustrated but hum nai sudherte the:P den puneet wala seen fuck off no I wanna fuck you..abhishek criot was no less indeed!:P

den ten standard came..a memorable year indeed! We started with the fact padhna hai padhna hai and ended up somewhere else only.parths eyes ,naman ka hay hay mera pallu, aiaz  sir ka lame joke and free lectures here next viva time,nilav aur parth ke shirt mai chugli karna paper balls uddana,papers writing sheet chori karna,pen dhaap lena,path ki bottle fodna and dat black black water :P meri bottle futni,ink se shirt pe daag karna refill todna and darrana,parth ko adore karna,puneet se ankh se ankh milti toh haay haay(jo tera hamesha hota tha),janhavi bitching all gals fav topic,vora sir ko hug karn:p saminaa ka tum kitne gande bachhe ho,den why dis voraveri voraveri d,reeta chatterjee who toh lol hi thi ..hum kuch b nai likhte the..den pen eraser se maps redo b nai kiye,leena miss ke sath shararat and marium full item thi..manisha ka tera paper fadna and seedha papa ka aana who b kya din the epic days and AMOD!mwaah hai who toh….

Mahableshwar trek added the spice..bed pe nachna ,world cup dekhna in which we won,who pencil wala sketch banvana.roaming on the streets..veena lake..den baseball khele tha.confession round who last last wala..fuck it was epic!:)

Den was ur bdae and I tapkofied at shart 12 thing which ineva did for any1 or will neva do for any1..ur smile is really the best place for me…

Then we started fighting..bolte hai na jagdo se pyaar badhta hai:P but it was increasing may be my oo much level of expectation or what but chado achii bato mai yeh kaha aa gaya..w broke up for nearly 2 months.and when I went Europe I realized urn woth my lost angel,I couldn’t let you go.i called (60 rs per min) talked for 5 mins ..and cried cried cried..i wanted to tell you what you really meant..you forgave me and der we are just back together like before or better than that!

11^th standard ..aahh..kaha se start karu..uhm parakhs bdae se the most amazing day the perfect day I can say..terrace candle light dinner with light ball dance..den umang kshitij honey singh ke liye marna(I got an entry):P mera salli banna and smeet ka jeju:P I was the most happiest one when ull were togrther<3 foresome forever mast den navratri ka dhamaal karna movie hangout and der goes an endless list!

I just wanna thank you ekdam dil se for making my life a place to live in! youhave make me sensed me! The inner me! You have defined happiness for me! All I can assure today is nomater who is there in my life or will remain baby I wouldn’t let you go!hak seJ I loveee u ekdaaaammmmmmm zyaada wala zyaadaa

happiness-divine virtue

Life is just the way you make it:)

May it be a happy one or a sad one!

I have a weird personality I am bound to be people’s favorite... (No fakology)

For me, life is happiness...no matter what position or money value you have, what mansions you build or which hut you stay unless you are happy no body can dare obstruct you!

 I remember a short song 

Happiness is where you are and what you want to be 

If you look you are sure to find the rainbow of you dream 

Tomorrows better than a thousand yesterday 

With a vision of a new day in your heart

Being happy is my hobby truly a weird one. I don’t like people around me being sad either I try to entertain by either making myself as a joke or doing any such thing which enhances humor cause for me every one should be HAPPY no matter what. Since childhood I have gone through stages and period of life where all that meant to be was, sadness. The dull and gloomy atmosphere circumvented me! Trust me have seen a lot! :)

But days passed by, thing went on and now I stand at a place where all my friends envy at me and say how do you keep yourself happy.life is just beautiful now with each and every thing and the best are my parents:) It’s not that I don’t face problems, breakups, chalo mai bhi insaan hu yaar: P

But at those moments I keep myself aloof and detached from the world. I don’t want my sadness to be transferred to others. no matter million friends you have, lacs you hangout with and thousand you talk to but if you are not willing to be happy you might never be .wanting for happiness from others is like using crunches instead of having feet .you can be happy being alone, sing like an opera singer, dance like an adivasi speak to yourself remember your memories you can be the HAPPIEST with yourself just give it a try I do that:) don’t want for happiness it’s an inborn virtue. When you think nobody cares for you and bla bla bla look at the mirror and say bitch what am I made for!!I am the creator of myself den why let people swing on it...melodrama zyada hai but these are my fundas which i would like to share to spread happiness around.