B'yond d Beauty there's lot to say

....despite of all negatives, which somewhere inspires you to create something within you and sudden you have an Aha! feeling....

 Sope here comes my thoughts to share with you...my Friends my Soul! 

I still don't understand why people get so open or may be they have done so much to share or may be i am so damn far behind just kept on thinking i would have this dare to take my heart out to u Friends....Some Day!

This Some Day has come no matters i yet not have enough words to express my thoughts in a way you would like or appreciate.

So the journey begins with a girl born in a small town has tiny streets, big families in congested claustrophobic houses, less working hands and more to just consume food, no source of entertainment but to fighting with each other claiming for their turn to go to Dussehra fair. 
still left with the maximum amount of love n affection to shed onto others. this Pandit family was no different and one of the huge one's. 

The shukla's and the pagals....ddhin....tadang!

a boy who loves reading novels under the blanket, playing Kancha n gitti fod...ogh! these typical games, difficult rather people used to go madly in love more than a gf bf game :P n bunking classs to watch movies back to back, he grows up with Punishments,Power and Plesure. 

Mom's Entry:

at ladies sangeet after wedding-

she is so damn beautiful...lady whispered to another lady's ears...' Shukla ji ko bahu to boht sundar aur sushil mil gayi.

Sarita ji: hamara ladka bhi to sarkari naukri mein hai...hira hai boy hamara.

Rashmi giggling with her sister in law who was her classmate in school named Rajni.

Rashmi n Ravi....Bhabhi you both are made for each other... touchwood!

n d laughter echoed and breaks the gossips n d chatter platter of those Aunties who were more concerned about the lavish snacks being served Samosa's, Dokla, moongdal namkeen and some bakery biscuits and moreover Boondi ke Laddo to take away at last

Laddo turns out to be sweeter than ever before....yes! Beauty beyond words has born into the family and  despite of my dadi's dropped jaw..people were dancing and again fighting to grab the girl and craving to shower their love onto her. 

Mom could not sleep the days and more with the fear of her doll might be stolen by the lady alongside her bed who gave birth to a child who has darker complexion. my goodness these mothers get so selfish at times.

Time flies and people grow from crawling on their knees to running on their feet...from sucking their thumbs to crying for the chips.

The beauty has grown up by now and this is what she knows that beauty is not everlasting Doing something beyond is gonna be worth living.

and the story begins here.....