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Did I tell you?

Did I tell you I am going home on one year official break from studies? And that I miss home so much. I miss food , tv , brother , cooking , meditating , reading , walking on terrace , welcome (certain) guests and so on...

But I have postponed it for another one or two years. :)

I am going to search a job and not because I am so much serious about my career . God ! I am crazy to live my life probably i will be dying soon ( ah! just an excuse - the heart always needs one) ... Want to live life with my sister coz probably I may never get this Golden Chance :)

I want to learn - 
1.) Ball room dance          (Craze from movie- Shall We Dance)
2.) Piano                          ( Craze from novel - The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks)
3.) Accent
4.) Fluency in English
5.) The art of living
6.) Being Myself
7.) Learning the secrets of relationships and how to maintain them
8.) Learn to listen the whisper of God
9.) Learn to bear responsibilities more efficiently
10.) to Sew
11.) to cook more 'lip-smacking' dishes :P
12.) Have faith on dreams
13.) that Being happy is an art

I want to read - 
1.) Tolstoy            ( Anna Karenina is on the rack)
2.) Kafka
3.) Hindi Literature
4.) Russian Literature
5.) Both contemporary and classical

And most importantly , I want to know how it feels being independent at least in the matters of money. I want to feel my age. That I am really able to deal with things around me. That I am big now. And still keep the little doll in me safe . Safe.

Goodmorning :)

Love,
@ngel

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