Happy Birthday LEELA...counting my blessings!!!!
So,another year has passed
and I am in the last year of my 2 series. Wow!!!! Not a real worry that is I’m just like 24
years and 48 months. And officially, I have joined the “age is just a number”
club. Well, age is just a number, nobody can deny that. What matters is how you
carry yourself with the people around you.

As
I lay in bed in a room full with emptiness, I can’t help but feel completely
overwhelmed and filled with ‘that warm & fuzzy’ feeling. The Universe has
been incredibly kind to me in many ways &, this time I’d like to count my blessing
I have started to
appreciate what I have. I have just begun to understand what lessons I have
learnt all this time.
I have fallen, too many
times, and I am never shy to admit, but not too long, I get up… always… brush
myself off and I come back stronger…
I have fallen in love,
and failed, I don’t feel embarrassed, as, at that moment. I gave it my all; I
was never on the fence.
I have had the privilege
of growing up around men and women whom laid down the foundation piles of
principles, morals and values for me.
I was taught never to
abuse and exploit the love, care and concern someone had on me.

I believe in karma, I use
to wait to watch the bad stuffs to happen on those who have hurt me and
betrayed me and my trust- but now, growing up, I don’t really see it come around to hit them, so I just
leave it a side, stopping it from bothering my mind. I wish them luck.
I was taught that death
is the hardest part of the life, at a very tender age L and the loss of loved
ones to death is the most horrible thing one can experience. It’s been 22 years
and I still can’t get a relief from the pain. I am very weary of what would
happen to my loved ones if I am not around.
I was taught that the
only faith I needed to have is in myself.
I was taught that I am
fully responsible for my life and no one else, no one can ever take charge or
control over my life.
And today, as I turn 24
years and 48 months, I stare at the mirror and I see a woman- that has walked a
path that is littered with debris. The amazing thing is, I am still here, I am
still breathing, my heart is still beating, and there is nothing to stop me. I
have been broke, I have been jobless, I have been alone, and I have been
heartbroken, but here I am – Safe and sound
I have finally
met someone whom I love and I feel he loves me for who I am. For real, he can
accept me for who I am, even when I have my messy bun and oily skin, and messy
eyebrow and I am thankful that I found someone who is honest and frank about
their feelings to me. He came to me when I was at my lowest… and he held my
hand, obviously till now
Yeah we fight,
like almost everyday and everyone knows how much we hate each other and how
much we love each other. The thing is… there is just that something that holds
us together, even tough at times we feel like killing each other.

Thank you Logandran Renganathan,for being a
bestfriend, someone I look up to, someone who constantly inspires me, and for
all the love you’ve given me. I truly am blessed to have you in my life. I love
you and thank you for being there although I know it was hard but
you pulled through with me.
I want to be there for them….
My amma… my sisters… My brothers….my family…my friends… everyone who loves me
and everyone whom I love
Life has become so much
more beautiful, Money has turned into something more of a fuel for my need than
a beautiful possession
The fake friends are
automatically moving away, with the real ones getting closer.
And I am truly content
over this happiness.
The deep
feeling of wanting to be there for the ones I love- to be able to support them,
to listen to them and at times to give solution to their problems.

And, to complete my blessings, I want to take
the opportunity to thank all the friends who took the time to send your wishes
for my birthday, to take time to plan the princess birthday party and the gifts
that you guys took time to choose for me … you are awesome <3

And for those who believe
GOD bless you and your
family
Good
things…
Withlurvelyla
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