Hello! Welcome to supercalifragilisticexpialidocious memoirs.Well the point is you might be pondering: What makes me write about life experiences and lessons? I mean you’ll be like,” Why the hell I,completely anonymous with an apparently interminable wordpress account and I too young ( that’s what people wonder) have decided to write and that too about life?” I have learnt that nobody in this universe can manifest our thoughts and ideas originally  rather than us and nobody can write our story more meliorated than us. The power only lies within us and this capability is writing.

Every rose has its thorn, just like every night has its dawn. But some of us so ‘perfect’ according to us; close our eyes when it comes to our flaws and lacunas. And some of us ,encountered by our demons and beasts; excruciatingly become blind to unravel our virtues and our beauty. There have been days in life, I loved to spend; there have been days, i was congested with trauma and days which had nearly killed me, leaving me low-spirited. Some things haven’t killed me, yet made me stronger. I don’t impress people because i want them to like me the way I am, otherwise not. I believe:

If you have the privilege to be different, don’t ever change and if people criticize you for being you, even be a better version of yourself. 🙂