Actually I plan to dissolve into oblivion.

To disappear is an interesting feat.

What is my purpose? Should I even be asking that question? To reduce my entire existence to a single point of a purpose? 

I want to live everyday. I want my freedom.

My parents have granted me the freedom. 

Today I work and I enjoy working. I don't want to be one of those mediocre people who complain about having work to work for. I mean, I see people in desperate situations that it makes me thankful to be where I am today. I do get frustrated sometimes but then there are other things to cheer me up.

Friends, food, beauty, life and most importantly that one person who is so morally dignified that well no amount of qualifications can top it. Not even my tennis smashes.

peace- Dr. Diksha.

(Note- The 'D' is finally capitalized).

Oh right.

I am so obsolete, I need to make a comeback.

Yeah, I have so many things to write about. Such as I wanted to write about Mirka Federer and Anjali Tendulkar and parallel them in my writing, saying why that Roger Federer would be no Fed had it not been for Mirka, and Sachin would be no Sachin Tendulkar had it not been for Anjali. But I never wrote and now I am out of words.
I wanted to write about this engineer-turned-photographer guy but I never did.
I am such a complainer. I have so many things to complain about.