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The weird chick is back yet again? Hell, yeah!
Why, though? I dunno! Who does?! Even God couldn't figure my head out. Hence, I was bestowed upon this earth. True story, bro. And yes, I'm that awesome.





Today's inspiration isn't just one. The picture, the quote and a certain person's story together contribute for this post. 


“I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.” 
― Robert Fulghum

 Yes, I still find unicorns the most majestic creatures ever. I still wish for a fairy god mother or a secret spirit guardian  I still wish for a Hogwarts letter. I would love to be a princess or one of Santa's cute little elf or some fantasy creature. I still wish I could fall down a hole and end up in Wonderland. I still wish I could drink some magic potion and gain the ability to fly or become invisible at will. I still want to be able to read people's mind or see the future. I'm still looking for the day when exams are abolished or Mondays are cancelled 
 I still think I can change the world. I still think I can make a difference. I still think I know what I'm doing. I still think I will be the greatest the world's ever seen. I think I can be extraordinary and dazzling. Maybe, I'm not but I still think I will be.

 No, I'm not delusional. I'm not a stupid girl dreaming on. I know unicorns don't really exist and neither does Santa or his elves but so what? Do we really need things to be all facts and proof ? Can't we just believe in certain things just for the feeling of bliss they bring with the thought of their existence? 

 Believing in things that make you excited or happy just with a thought, brings magic into life. No, it might never come true but is it so bad to hope for a miracle?

  No, life aint perfect. It's not a huge rosy picture. It has moments of doubt. times of trouble, tears, losses and it's share of trauma. Nothing is all bright and shiny, but look beyond the imperfections and you'll see a happy place for you to be. That blind spot that makes us capable of overlooking the faults, is what can make our lives a happier journey.

 Faith is believing when it is beyond the powers of reason to believe. 

 So, as the Kit-Kat advertisement dialogue says- Ek break lo, kya pata zindagi aapko kuchh haseen dikha de..


Till next time, people! Yes, this post if highly fictional. I just wish I could be this person. So this is my wish!
LoveKearty
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