My Diary

Yes! I did read this book. As much as I was shocked at my decision to read this book, so were my friends (:P). This was one of the first non-typical books I usually read which ranges from philosophy, non-fiction, history, personal development, and business. I thought this book would be fun, a bit meaningless (which later it proved me wrong) and whole together different from the genre I usually read. But this book went beyond my expectations and so I decided to write my first book blog on it! Now getting back to the book: it's a very nice and smooth read . One can relate (especially youngsters) to its colloquial way of writing. It's very little of college life, flings, dating, kisses,  stuff and a lot more than that. One of the key takeaways is that sometimes we come across someone in life, who change us completely for the good. They just come in our milieu from nowhere (and totally unexpected) and we get so attached to them. This does not necessarily happen in l...

The idea of going to PSR in JNU was motivated by the following reasons: 1. My boredom during the exam time 2. My amazing socialist, pretty, stubborn, talkative, sweet, childhood friend 'Anjali' (she does resemble the kind of Anjali in Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge - my mom says that) used one of her visits to PSR as her whatsapp dp (a slight digression: there should be a better metonym for ' dp' ) Ms. Anjali Sirohi (Future Political Leader) So wasting no time, I pinged her to take me on a tour one day and as expected, she said yes (which is the most amazing part of her personality)! Right after the day we were done with my sister's marriage (wherein we enjoyed a lot!), we decided to execute the M ission Impossible (travel plans with friends remain on whatsapp groups most of the times! - believe me). So, on  13th December 2018 at around 3pm,  we got down at Hauz Khas Metro Station. She buys  some stuff  for herself and we hopped on ...