We are moving houses this month , I am all geared up and looking forward to our new place . We are lucky to have this place ,its like our dream house. Both of us have always dreamt of living somewhere which is warm and inspiring and this place is so inviting that you don’t want to leave the house. The financial aspect of the whole thing pinches a bit as this place is beyond our budget but both of us fell in love with the place and the possibility of our new future together in this house killed all my if’s and buts’ for good.

Arpit saw the flat first and said this is it, next time when we went to see the place together , the child like excitement was all over his face. His eyes were gleaming as if the little boy has just got his favorite toy. I was more concerned about the financial side of things but his eyes did the trick (as they always do –like on our very first meeting) and I couldn’t say no. I am now so enrolled into this new possibility that I have already started dreaming about it, how I will set up the place , what I am going to do , when will my parents come …all of this is so exciting .I cant wait to move in . I pray to god that he’ll do his little trick and we will be able to comfortably survive this risk .

I also spoke to naniji today after mummy told me that she is not well. She sounded very fragile , I pray for her , she will get better soon. Love u Nani – I know I fought a lot with you but deep down you are my cute little nani and I love you.

Recently I got hold of my old diary and discovered who I was 4 years back , it’s a shocker . I am amazed how easily we forget ourselves but it was good to say hi to that 22 year old little girl who thought that is mature enough to handle everything that life throws at her . I am not making fun of her, I know I love her and she can never go away for me but the 27 year woman now can appreciate all that has gone into to be where she is today and its all thanks to that little girl who always kept her childhood dream alive . after reading my old diary I can now say that writing a diary is so much fun that wring a blog – I might consider moving if I got bored of bloggingJ