A day with a new beginning....
This was one of my usual days until 9:30 PM. Its when I wanted to start something new, I wished my life would be like this and life would be like that, but it was always the same and it will be the same.
So what happened is that I woke up late and watched the Korean drama - Doom at your service. I started weaving stories up in my head like what would happen if I got cancer and I had only 3 months left. I jokingly told my so-called Indian parents the story and expected a heartful answer. But guess what happened 'NOTHING', they said cancer can be cured these days and end of the topic. Did I expect more from them? :( But when I had the same thought in my mind I realized how much I have to fulfill before I die. Surprisingly all were very small wishes that anyone could ask for. I come from a good household and yet I have wishes. I don't know how it would feel when you cuddled with someone(definitely not my parents or brother), I don't know how it would feel when you hug someone. I want that warmth, but the problem is I'm fat and no one shows interest in me. I wanna go for a long night drive, experience the night life and eat the food I love without looking at the money. I don't expect much. Ahhhh where is this leading to...
It's a rainy night and here I am sitting on the floor with the sound of keys clicking I'm thinking whose ever gonna read this. Because I fail in every task that I take up. I will never be famous in any aspect.. These are just my hopes. I have a series of book in my mind that I wish to play before sleeping and I wanna store them. I think I found a great platform. Let me just put down my likings then you'll know that I'm that 'Usual Indian Girl'.
Ok I was a BTS fan, I dont know if I still like them or not. I read fanfictions a lot. I thonk I'm good at everything but the truth is no. I had maggie for dinner, lemon rice for lunch. I get bored easily that's why I'm ending this part. Let me see when I come back ;)
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Teen FictionHi! This is me and you're reading a journal by an unknown person. A Life of an average grade engineering student. This is just to have a track of what happened and how I wanted it to happen. A fictional reality.
