There are possibly two ways when I really need to write something. That's when I seek this blog. When I am unhappy/nervous/confused about something and the other when I am extremely happy. The latter has already seemingly disappeared in the distant horizon..

Yes. I am not feeling very good. I am actually feeling extremely bad. About myself. I am just wondering. What kinda of a 25 year old it would be that nobody ever really trusts? Not even her own brother? Who has been with her for the past 25 years of her life? Or a so called friend who has been with her 13 years? Or somebody who loved, respected and enjoyed her company for 5 years before things finally soured off? I am really at a deep thought stage. I wish I could find out the answer to the question of the world. How many ways can you judge Hamsa to be a back-stabber/no-gooder/ non trust worthy? 42. Million.

Cha. What is the meaning of 25 years of life on this planet when you don't have a friend to tell you that they are engaged? Both of them were my friends. Are my friends. I really wish I could shout from the top of this world., "Oh! Go f*** yourselves"to the rest of this world.. I really do.

Nobody ever understands what really friendship is. But when it is out, It is out. Thats it. There is no way to put it together. There are times when I have made gross mistakes. I have never been able to correct them. My biggest one, being the day I left Gill Adarsh. My school. To a mental asylum called Adarsh. Starting then, I can relate almost every cause of my unhappinesss/ misery to that school. If you have a cute girl for your kid, spare her life. Don't put her to school in Adarsh.

There are no friends in life. No relations. No sufferings. No happiness. Only karma. What you are born to do under the will of God. He alone is the truth. The reason behind I being. In the end, there will be Him and me. Nobody else. Only Him and me.