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Gift

hey readers,
how are you all ? In India there is a saying "उपर वाला जब भी देता है, छप्पर फ़ाड कर देता है " meaning that, when ever the god wishes to give, he gives with generosity. Similar case here, i was fed up from my phone, i had a small hTC explorer and by god i hated that son of a B.. really bad. The size of it was one problem the next was the low internal memory and the slow processor was the "cherry on top".
         well so first i got a Moto G from my mom, and i gotta tell you that its a good phone .. and the functions are user friendly. Next thing was the finding of love .. you have no idea how it would feel when you have no single reason to worry about the one you love .. well i have felt it and it feels awesome.
         Then, i went to Rajouri Garden (its a place in delhi), and i decided to go to the "City Square" mall and went to its topmost floor and got myself a bite to eat. so turns out chilly potatoes there are nice.
so coming onto the more pressing matter, you must be wondering why am i blabbering all this and had titled it "Gift" (if you are not then read the note anyway). well the tittle is so because of the sheer fact that these all happenings are gifts by people who have been intertwined into the web of memories, the phone is a constant reminder of how i pestered my mom for a new phone and how my brother kept giving me alluring offers about the phones i can only dream of having (that devilish moron), the second one was more closer to the heart, after pestering and brothering a girl with stupendous ambiguity since 14th of February i have finally a string of memories and the feelings that i had experienced  till now and will be helpful in future..(and it was amazing to have heard those words "you cant hurt me". Although it sounds like she is instigating me to try to hurt her.. but this note is a tone deaf one so i'll leave it to your imagination). So, i have found out that no matter what happens to you in this life, its always a gift you just need to see the brighter side of the event and laugh off the mistakes for they stop you from moving on.
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