I really miss my darling shona Arun. I really miss the fun loving relationship I had with my Chotto when we were small and I really dread the state of the world.
With my dedication for the welfare and well-being of all and my committment to world peace I must be the Queen of the World. Firstly, all the assassins call me the Queen of the Universe. It's high time that the world accept it and accord me and my boyfriend and my loved ones the love and respect we deserve.
The Human Resources and Development Ministry is just not letting me work. I think things will change soon on that front.
Last night I had a dream as I was sleeping that that shit head Supriti Malhotra was attempting to break into our house around 2 am. I think dreams are real things.
Just Dial is also harrassing me and not allowing me to stop my ad. Things should change on that front now.
I am grateful for God's infinite love grace and blessings on my life.
I am grateful for the money, food and Shelter I have.
I am grateful for my loved ones.
I am grateful that my laptop is coming back to me.
I am grateful for the work coming my way.
I am grateful that things are working out for me, the children, Chotto, Shona Pa and all our true friends.
I am feeling:
A little scared because Pa has to go to the physiotherapist.
Happy and a little sad at the same time because I met Runna on the road and he cooked up some Cock and bull story about Bangladesh.
Grateful because my boyfriend and those who love me love me unflinchingly.
Grateful that I had icecream today.
Grateful for this journal.
I am also feeling pretty these days and rich.
The banka better support us.
I don't think I want to do a play with Sajjad Khan.
Love,
Me.
3.48 pm
Arun, Arun, Arun! How you make me swoon!
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