Life has started on the forties track . If I sometime go down the memory lane , there are many flashes of happy , sad , crazy or even tough moments . I was in class 2nd when we used to go to school in a rickshaw . It was fun , many times getting off the moving rickshaw and then again getting on it with Ramu Bhaiya getting irritated . But I don’t regret that time . I was in class 10th when we were given farewell party by juniors and rampwalk used to be an essential part of the party . I used to be an idiot when it came to fashion , make-up or style walk . Still I draped myself in my mother’s magenta saree and did some chaos on the stage. But I don’t regret doing all that funny . I was doing my PG when we bunked many times , made fun of our professors , used to be busy and happy dancing , watching horror movies or teasing one another . When the scholars used to be busy studying in library , we would be busy stealing the laddoos from someone’s almirah . But ...
You are the artist of your life . Design it well !