Saw a kid in the train today, he made me reopen my long forgotten blog writing hobby. For almost half an hour the kid just sat pretending to eat air from his tiffin box. The happiest face he had, I like happy faces.
I like sad faces too, I like a lot of things. I am too tired to dislike anything. Tired of being.. Mabbe I should not be for a while. Wonder how not to be - like that air which the kid I saw today was playing with.

So used to being scared, just cant be otherwise. Infact I dont remember not being scared. How does it feel?

I identify wid everyone.....good, bad, ugly...In a mirror i see a mirror..........Nt a crisis of identify but mabbe too much of it!

When i was a kid and all four of us laughed together at the same time....i wished deep deep inside that the moment stayed forvever....I always was smarter as a kid!

The more I know myself, the more I realise I am just like you, needy and more needy! I guess even you feel "You are special"!

New Batch in Piramal Nagar!

Parents are genetically precoded beings with high emotional volatility and have the ulterior motive to induce an exoskeleton that can withstand superlative criticism with the end result of creating an underachiever