Laugh, live, Smile.. today.. for who knows there may or may not be a tomorrow

Around around eighteen years ago, a miracle happened and a zany was born, yes u guessed it right, that guy was me. I was born in a t bear called Kanpur. Kanpur is my touchrnal place. I take hold blend ind most the summer vacations during my childhood over t here. Since my father has a transferable job, I got to sleep with in various cities, explore antithetical culture and make tons of friends. I started my civiliseing from a school called National Convent School, Mirzapur. I did my LKG and UKG over there. Then I a commodious with my florists chrysanthemum, shifted to my aunties place in Haridwar. She utilize to treat me alike her own son.She was the one who recognized the hidden talent of singing in me. She move me for the formal training in vocal melody to a music teacher whom I consider my guru. I have always been a lazy lad, to overcome my laziness, she whence sent me to the Taekwondo sessions in the evening. She is a wench of values & virtues. Discipline is in h er blood. I have learned a lot from her. As she was an extensive traveler, I got to travel & explore the unsmooth regions of Uttarakhand. After the two amazing years in Haridwar,I along with my mommy shifted to Kanpur and we started living with my grandparents.I took admission in DPS Kanpur and my m otherwise was a teacher in a nonher school. An year passed and I got promoted in fifth standard. Now here comes an interesting phase of my life. It was during the starting of the new session,I silence remember the sequence. I was sitting forward in the extreme left row and then came a young lady whom I had never seen,she came inside the crystalise and went towards my duplicate row and sat at the back bench. Now she bacame the first burst of my life,officially Her name was Samya. When she was around,I could esteemable have myself blush, the adrenaline in my blood was such(prenominal) a rushAs clock passed,our relationship changed from just friends into exceed friends. Even tho ugh, I was the most notorious element of the class, my teachers still used to neck me a lot. My favourite teacher was Monica maam who was also our class-teacher. I still remember an incident when in class sixth,a mate asked our class teacher that When all the naughty elements were eliminated ,then why did u still keep Tanay in the section? Maam clearly repliedBecause he is my favourite and I love him a lot It were the summer vacations of class sixth when came a point that I had to shift to Agra where my tonic was already posted.I was very desperate to move back with my Dad since it had been four long years I had been living away from him. But at the identical time leaving the school without meeting anyone unexpectedly was a discourage moment too. I missed them a long time and I am still in touch with them. Although my span of stay in Agra was short, but I have had a wonderful time there. With my Dads transfer came the most amazing city of my life. This time it was Banaras Banar as is a place where I turned from a child to a stripling to almost an adultMy major upbringing happened to be in Varanasi. My mom got me admitted to DPS Varanasi which was the seventh and finally the last school of my life. I spent quintuplet most amazing years in my last school. When it comes to academics, I have always been a mediocre, even though I did achieve broad(a) marks in Maths, once in class Eighth, second time in class Tenth. My list of friends is quite long to describe. During this six years of my stay in Kashi,it has given me a lot,one of them is Ashu whom I often affect as Mota-Bhai who is not just a friend but a brother in literal.I usually dont call every(prenominal) second friend of mine as bro,but when I do,mind it,I mean it It was the pre-sports day 2008. After I got selected for the long jump,I saw a pretty girl who was already staring at me. The moment I saw her,I was just astonished. Later on I came to know about her easily via contrastive sources as I wa s quite social among the seniors. So yes,my first love was an year senior to me. The rest part of story is past. All I know is that feeling never came ever and I still respect her as I did once. One always remembers his first love. Its an out of this demesne feeling.When she was gone,I was heart broken. This incident has taught me that life goes on,no matter who comes,who goes. We make life harder than it to be. The difficulties started when conversations became texting, feelings became subliminal, the give-and-take love fell out of context, trust faded as veracity waned, insecurities became a way of living, jealously became a habit, being hurt started to feel natural, and running away from it all became our solution. Stop running Face these issues, stamping ground the problems, communicate, appreciate, forgive and LOVE the people in your life who deserve it.The better part of my life started after entering into Symbiosis. I always treasured a sister,I asked for one and Symbi gifted me two real sisters from non-biological mothers One is Honey,my besty who is a careless crazy freak and a party animal like me,a complete replica of my personality but has a delicate heart. Ridzi,d other one,d sweet one is a complete contrast of me and Honey. She treats me like her junior brother. We often dance on shinchan shinchan together,Ridzi being into the character of Himavari. We do not remember days, we remember moments.Too often we try to accomplish something big without realizing that the greatest part of life is made up of the little things. My way is to live authentically and cherish each precious moment of my journey and live life to its fullest core. I wanna fly high and live while I am young. I believe that if I go away seek for peace,happiness will automatically follow my way. Because when you finally arrive at your desired destination, u dont remember the destination,you remember the journey. So for today I ll laugh,I ll live and I ll smile for who knows t here may or may not be a tomorrow.