Normal stories starts with “Once upon a time”, mine is really different and goes with exclamatory marks. Gosh…!!!! What should be done to have a sleepover with my gadgets in my illusions and get along the path, without getting disturbed by the clumsiness of the world around?I am in 10th and only love to study math-science. But according to the norms of education system, why languages and specifically social studies are so very important? If I write down the whole of the book from morning 7:00 AM to midnight 12:00 AM I will end up in saying “Who care..!” I am not likely to be amongst the girls, who learn the whole year, strive to get ranks, wear cute clothes and sit right away on first bench. I hate doing makeup and blushers and eye liners and mascara and lipstick and all the stuff whose names are also not known to me. I don’t understand how they can waste time in such a thing for 2 hours to attend a function for just half an hour? I am from a small sweet but full of sophisticated people’s town. And have a group; I would rather say gang of girls who rule the town. For us, town means bossing all way around the school and creating pranks from throwing paper planes to whistling in the class. So, coming to the point: I am a tombouyish kinda bubbly girl, with extrovert attitude, clear loud throat, jeans-track pants- loose tees- shorts- sport shoes- high pony- sharp brown eyes- little fatty- bulky- clumsy- lazy- and all such adjectives that are not acceptable in the society for “Normal Girls”. I hate cooking food and love watching cartoon films, listen rock-sweet-weird music whose lyrics are most important. I can go all day with a smile, if I solve math problems before my teacher does. I used to love arguing and I still do. Arguing, then convincing, then dominating is the real me. I fancy about sport shoes-cool bags-classic watches-long hair-and my mother. I am crazy about eating junk food, it is so normal in teens. Our parents used to eat their type of junk food in their times and so we do; only the level has changed. But every experience is necessary, so, I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing every bite of roadside food. Every act of today’s generation has a side effect too. So did I get to suffer from and gained weight. But I have no grudges towards that. I love being a fatso. I am happy in being a jolly-polly-funny guy. Due to the menstrual cycles during this age, mood swings are normal. My friends became over-caring for their health, their pretty face, their clothes etc. But a little vague is my case. I listen to music; play with the tennis ball as in tapping the front wall and catching it back listening to songs on i-pod playlist, eating wafers and zipping cold drinks, playing video games and just sleep. I never care for my clothes as I wear cool jeans and tees on a regular go. I never worry about what makeup I carry as I am what I am without it. I just love myself being me. Confident and upright in my decision for every action I am responsible for. I am so busy in enjoying myself, creating new friends, helping around old buddies, listening to my loving mom, arguing with her, annoying her, cuddling her, waste my loving paapa’s worth earned money, annoying my child-like sibling, seeing my grandma smile, talking with my grandpa, and just roam around the streets. This is me, real me. The most important part of my life is and will be my uncle. I have no definition to describe him. He is my angel, my guide, my philosopher friend, my most trustable person, my illusion for a clear vision that he creates for me, my superman, my hero, my smile, my idol, my teacher, my transportation, my godfather, my creator of dreams, my partner in crime, my childhood, my buddy, my wish granting factory that is never below threshold, my partner in making a compulsion in remaining fit, my home, my last wish to see him happy. See, I can’t describe him in a simple way. Then I have many friends in the journey of my life till date. Few are those whom I love the most, and few are those who love me the most. Sweet, rude, arrogant, charming, creative, and helpful and lot more adjectives can be added as a category of people I deal with.