Happiness What is it? Is it a commodity to be bought or is it a feeling? Recently i met a old friend of mine on his birthday.

We had a lot of fun he was happy because it was his birthday. Meeting him on his birthday made me happy .and a common friend of us was happy to have the treat. Here we see that happiness is person specific. Can a person decide what is going to make him happy? Then why do people worry? In answer to that i would say people have forgotten that happiness is a state of mind. Reading a novel can make me happy. Watching a movie can make someone else happy but nowadays. We are letting our external factors to decide what can make us happy. We worry because if we dont have latest iphone we worry for not getting good grades like our friends. If life is a race and if you are not happy running the race there is no point in running it So start living with happiness stop comparing and running behind those things that others have decided that they will make you happy.life is beautiful make the most of it. So on this happy note i will start my story Please ignore the spelling mistakes i make. Because making mistakes and searching for them is human nature I have started with this without any overview or anything else but this is the story of a you and me. Fine it was nice thought to start writing a book as if people will read my book. i believe it is going to reflect my mind my thoughts .both ugly. and great thoughts.(hardly any). Fine i am vinayakan from a small village ?? a town ?? i dont know because i have never seen the place where i was born .my parents took me to a town in Karnataka at the age of 6 .i did my schooling in a school where i dint know my surname so i told them that its iyer . but i am not a iyer what i am i dont know . in Karnataka its weird people have surnames from that you can find their

castes . i dont know if it is like that in every other state . but in Karnataka u have patils gowdas kulkarnis joshi.

Now that my name is so big vinayakan i dont like it people dont find it cool either so i asked them to call me vinay. Eventhough teachers while calling for attendance called me by long name which irritated me .girls used to laugh at my name because i am a tamilian i have a name like that is it a crime i dont know . Why am I telling all this to you I dont know . I thought you should atleast know this much about me I grew up with lot of confidence and very little negativism . I got everything I wanted in my primary school which I did in a religious school and they changed the syllabus to state syllabus when I was in 4th grade and since my parents were from tn the felt it would be better for me to study cbse I studied one year of state board and loads of fun in this school I played football using a cap on terrris of the school . I learnt so many motherfucking abuses from thi s school and what else I learnt was to memorise things as it is. I was made a voice recorder which record and omits and cannot think . I have memories of this girl called anupali she came in my auto . her brother was a senior I always tried to impress this girl which I realized only now . and I had once kissed her on her cheek during dance practice and felt embarrassed when madam caught me by my eyes suddenly from nowhere only then I realized what I have did . I have memories of hitting akshay . playing cricket in public garden which is 5 miles from my home and I would cycle the whole the way. And I also remember how much I envied amar my closest buddies handwriting and bought the pen which he bought . as if it was a shakalaka boom boom pen . then I remember vaishali who was the topper and soniya who wore slutty dress and ranisudha who wore a dress which showed her back on Wednesday on which color dress was legal.yes I see these things as clear as water. I was a hybrid mother tongue was tamil and learnt kannada from childhood was now going to join kvg as its called central school. In my 6th grade I joined

this school . where I learnt a lot of things more than anything I learnt hardwork can get you many things in life . I remember I was startled to find a few my old school buddies in kvg a few included two boys and two girls . I did not knew hemant joined kvg until I saw him there and he was happy to see me there . we were filthy dirty guys with a cool attitude in our duty discipline and devotion bound school. I found it very difficult in the beginning as I had to study better hind in this school . I joined a tution to solve this purpose . mahadevi madam who held a pg degree in hindi literature she taught me many things in life. Everything seems so clear now . I have rewinded my life like this . is it a waste of time I dont know but I know for that I am going to do it . I want the world to see the way the legend lived .finally I got used to speaking a decent language and disciple only when I was in 7th grade Life was good in kvg new, friends all liked me for strange reasons . wherever I was I always had that positive energy in me . I was one of the famous students of school who was good at cricket good at atheletics good at studies I was the second topper when I was in my nineth and also I was good at dance . and exhibition everything. Why am I telling all this ? there is a reason which you will realize later. I joined cricket coaching in 9th grade and played in the school team. I represented my school in regionals in cricket and got 3 wickets in the first knock out match which we lost. And I and sachin and amogh got chance for the trials for nationals I didnt get selected . I took this in a positive way and studied hard for my 10th grade and got 572 and became the school topper and my name dream of seeing my name on the roll of honour board at the entrance came true . this was the achievement I had made I also got 100 in my social studies. This was my past on the first day of my pu collage and I was bird watching I found two birds beautiful and chose one sparrow as my future gf . frankly speaking the bird was far more beautiful but some damn corner of my heart said dude she is a ultimate maal but boss tera level itna nahi hai everyday I am staring at this sparrow whom I had chosen . I was walking down the stairs and she was coming upstairs and our eyes met for first time .I couldnt see anything except

for her magnetic eyes . they held very strongly like you are held by hypnotism . is this a sign of love ? this was the question I had in my mind for a week after that then I started filling my dustbin(head ) with such type movies which inspire me to be slave of some bitch. Finally I got completely motivated by a movie in which the hero proposes the heroine without even knowing her name . he proposes and then they become friends and later fall in the quicksand(I meant love) only when they fall completely they get the chance experience the shit in it I guess. Fine whatever I too decided to taste that shit . I am no hero but was a famous guy in my college because I was the topper. So I had the confidence of making a mistake and called her on her birthday and said I love you and i am crazy and mad about you which I was but not about her .i was mad at being stupid senseless and idiot I wanted to do embarrassing mistakes in my life so that I can learn from them . I didnt plan to be different but I was different . i watched a movie like 6 times though I had my exam . only so that I can brag and tel that I dont study much. Well actually I dint study hard but I had amazing capabilities of analyzing and understanding . so I kept my focus on one thing . I sat at the last bench staring at her. I proposed her again when I gave her my slam book . so colored the hearts in that book. Again giving me some hope to taste shit . I roamed around her house with no purpose everyday for more than two months. I had an accident lost my studies three things on which I could concentrate was her boobs , her face and her house . then I realized she will sleep with someone else may some other guy who tried to outbeat me in studies and studied a bit hard and got good marks .i got 100 in maths. And after my exams I messaged her and she replied I conviced her to be my friend. We never met but I roamed at the places she went and looked at her silently. Then after that she started to flirt and whenever I proposed she said no. this pissed me off I wanted to kick her. And I am not the whos is gonna give up . I proposed her after every month .she kept saying no. I became a devdas . I behaved like an idiot grew beard and all and then started to drink. Then I started to drink like a fish. She was pure bitch who sometimes teased me and

sometimes spoke about other boys of her college but she never let me choose a freedom path . Then when I got caught by my dad for drinking I missed my train that day acted like an asshole on road. I decided for a revolt. I wanted freedom but she gave me shit. This was it. We were now boyfriend and girlfriend. But things never worked out she might have said I love you but she always kept me in darkness. And I told her that I drank and she never really cared. I secretly checked her status on fb . She commented on a pic that she thought shantkumar dont drink. But she never told me to stop. May be because she never cared evil little bitch. After that she was never ready to come to a movie with me. These things deeply hurt me so I have decided to have a break up and as I was a tamil guy and she was a kannada girls our chances was less so I said we will have a break up and we had it