I live in this beautiful, beautiful city. When I say beautiful, I mean it from B to L. It is actually more green and less black, unlike most of the cities in India. Plus monsoon plays its part in making the place breathtakingly beautiful. I don’t have the most amazing life nor do I have the kind of life I always longed for or dreamt of. But still I am happy and believing, because I’m the love of some incredible people’s (my parents’) life, I have lovely friends to count on, I eat food three times a day, I have a comfortable bed to sleep, I have got a roof that protects me, I have a goal to achieve and a dream to look forward to. This gives me enough reasons to be happy.