Dear Diary, Its been so long.. so many days have passed, so many nites, so much have gone past... its 2009!! heck, n m reaching me silver jubs.. i donno all of a sudden i feel bad being so olddddddddddddddd.. Khayr, lots hav happened.. So busy in Ramadhan, love cooking to bits.. it helps being appreciated.. i luv it wen sumone asks, who made samosay??? :) yeah m like that, i luv being acknowledged.. even if its for a samosa!! hehe so have made yum yum iftar today.. waiting to brk the fast now!! still sum 5 hrs left.. sumtimes i meet ppl who feel a similar pain to mine.. i try sharing.. i feel like holding their hands, n jus making them feel that u r not alone.. sumtimes it helps.. but there is no way how to.. pain shared i know isnt pain reduced, but sumhow its better... u feel that sum1 else understands ur pain!! wat heppens in life isnt sum1s personal fault, sum things are jhust meant to be, u cant help it, but u have to move on.. as life moves on, there is no waiting room here.. who
Life is a mix of sweet and sour stuff, and ofcourse, if I have sugar and spice, somewhere, there has to be something bitter too..;)