Happy Days In My Life

If you ever read this with any regularity, you knew this was coming. Really, most of you probably didn't think I would even bother to sign off. This blog became something like an old neighbor: you don't see them out in the yard for a while, so you assume something must have happened. Then one day, you hear that your neighbor is dead, and it's not really a surprise. "Oh, I guess that makes sense," you might say to yourself, or, if you're me, you would say something like, "Oh, she's dead now."

Past two days, I was busy with something which makes me feel good – Go walking early hours, Tried new recipes and prepared some spicy food, did yoga, went out shopping in the evenings. I also did something which I hated ever- studied! Ask me to study about love stories and practically not so fetching things; I jump in. Ask me study that will fetch my academics and I have a broken heart. Lol, since years I’ve been promising myself that next academic year its’ not gonna be a day’s batting for my next term exams... I wonder why am I not dead till now after so many false promises! Honestly, I have nothing to tell you people as of now. Not every day in a life is stuffed. Don’t want my readers to ponder “what is that she’s trying to express?”  Better be silent than to open a mouth to show foolishness!---- agreed??
You Should!

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