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welcome to my utopia (pt1)

Hey it's me...
I want to just say, Welcome to my world, which is of course unknown...  It's difficult to explain but I'll try.
How bout start with my childhood? hmm... good one right? Haha... I know.
I cried for the very first time in a Nursing Home in Patna, Bihar... I didn't spend much time in Patna so won't say much... Let's fly to Kolkata, the City Of Joy... It wasn't a joy for my mum but for me it was... Most of my schooling was done in Kolkata. Spent a lot of good times with my friends in Kidzee... Well I'm a Proud Alumna of Kidzee... (hehehe)! Why did I say that my mum wasn't having any joy... Well the thing is that my dad started becoming depressed... And things became a lil harder for mum to handle. I grew up with all sorts of things... I got everything I wanted, not then and there but after few days I did get everything I wished for.
You could say that I was a spoilt baby, but not exactly. I did hardwork to get my things. Sometimes you see my mum played hard to get, but that's alright. I learnt from my mistakes. I still remeber my mum always reminding me to wear my specs (hilarious)!

would tell you the rest of my world the next day till that time, create no hate and love yourself peace! 💜