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 Book nerds like me do you ever remember the time you tell your mum  "just one more minute, Hermione has just figured things out...ahhh its getting interesting " and then close the book only to find that mum is already snoozing and then go to bed and stay awake for an hour thinking about when you started reading it was a 100 pages more but how did you end up reading all of um in just one minute  ?? cause people "time flys by when your reading", That phrase hit me hard 😕 Recently I finished reading Aru shah in less time than I had calculated, now I have to wait till Rosh releases The 6th book, but then I always have back up 😀 I read "the Kane chronicles" but unfortunately there were only 2 books so they only lasted me for two weeks, Life is sad 😔 the sad part about reading a book is how fast it seems to get over 😓 Then there comes a time when you come to realize that the real world does exist 😜   you keep expecting to unlock doors with holding a stick

 Has anyone asked you what do you wanna be, that's a silly question since that's what every one wants to know these days 😑 Its kinda crazy to trust a mindless teenager on deciding what they are gonna do for a living  But since they asked I am sure we must have had many answers some very sensible while others can be Concluded close to insane 😋  Well mine have often made no sense at all when I was Five I decided I would Become a Baker and eat up all the cake myself, I had not learnt Profit and Loss then.. Well now I know courtesy Pankaj sir Then I like KFC so I decided I would become a Butcher, Sorry Pixie  Once when I asked my mum other than being a strong lady and loving mother what she is, she said she is an Electronic Engineer my 6 year old brain couldn't take that much of information so I was pretty sure she claimed to be an Electrician, so I decided I would become an Electrician 😁        Then I Wanted to be a scientist just because I got a medal in NSO (Not knowing w

 Attachment, When you hear this word the first thing you think about is "Please find attached" no Im not talking about the Attached folder, but attachment when you are soo fond of something you cant bear to part with it.  Like when you cant sleep without your blankie with dinosaurs on it (Just saying), or when a caterpillar lived on my rose plant so long I even named it Bob and when Bob the caterpillar disappeared I didn't visit my Rose plant for a week not that I was fond of Bob,  recently when someone cranked the volume up playing 90's Bollywood music, and when they stopped playing the music, mum was surprised to hear me playing the songs and moaning over how dull they were,  And when I was a 5 year old, I used to sleep with my soft toy Caesar (that is the soft toys name cause he looks like Caesar my dog), then when I grew old I was still not ready to part with Caesar so  he still sits in Bedroom ;) Once when I got my room vomitrosiously messy, mum got me to clean i

 Ohk, let me get this clear this is not a moral post or anything but simply my thoughts about what shouldn't be in my daily routine actually dedicated to mum, so that she doesn't make me do that 😂😂 anyways so let me start with the morning why do I have to wake up in the morning at 6:00 and spoil my sleep? come on cant I wake up at 7 instead ? so the next thing is why do I have to do yoga ? for 1 hour ? cant I do skipping I think its more effective then why do I have to attend the pe lecture in the morning as well? come on I just did yoga  so why do I have to take a bath ? I just took one yesterday  then why do I have to comb my hair? they look just fine  then there is school ok, Im not complaining about this I like online school if you could only exclude PE and yeah PE that's it  why do I have to attend Ct periods when Pankaj sir isn't taking them they are just boring when someone else takes it. so after school why do I have to have food for I'm not hungry in the

 A Bundle of joy was given life on 25th May 2006 the bundle had soft fawn fur, a teeny Tiny black nose, Brown welcoming eyes, a cute Little snout, four paws and a tail that wagged nineteen to a dozen when the bundle of joy was exited. You might have guessed about whom am I talking about, a dog but a friend who loved me like no one would, made me happy, and cared for me. His name was Caesar he was born 2 years before me so that made him elder to me, but ignoring the fact that he was elder to me I caller him Ceasu baby most of the times even several smaller cousins of mine calling him Ceasu baby. Eventually almost everyday he was given a new name by me or my mum, we gave him non sense names like Ceasy, Bosso, and Cea when he was just 2 months old mum and dad made him feel like home at my Grandma's Home, everyone adored the cute little poochie which mum had named Caesar. He was first potty trained by my uncle after that he never ever peed inside the house like other ill mannered pups.