"""""MY OBITUARY"""""[:(]

What ever i write in my obituary may not ever turn out to be true,what ever i write in here may not completely be correct in the fututre,but whatever i write would be sthg written full of passion, absolute honesty and truthfulness and purity of my heart.A promise to myself that whatever i write tonight, i have to prove it write in my life what ever may come.Whatever i write would be filled with faith in myself and a self motivation and a confidence on my self to turn out into what i always wanted to.Whatever i write would also let me explore the feelings deep down inside the core of my heart that have been craving not just to come out but also come out and blossom like a flower in the the month of May.The month of May is a kind of season with the advent of which you find everything so nice,so lovely and you feel like involving everyone with you in ur happiness.

So this how i wud like my obituary to be.A boy born in a simple family,brought in the same simple family,went and did everything simply nothing extraordinary but died as The President of India. HAhAhaHa..And tht was the obituary of Abdul kalaam.

Okay now, serious.Damn serious.I dont know why but i cant think of much as to wat i would be ten years down the line may be i dont want to think much.I wanna be the same, a child who has no tensions,not much of responsibility and enoyin every bit of his/her life.Its so strange that when we r young we always want to grow older and when we do, we think why do we have to grow old n why am i changing. When you grow even older you are so in search of your childhood that you find happiness in the happiness of your children and grandchildren and feel if they are happy even we are happy.Thats how the world goes and u parents wud always think of you as a small child, even if you are 50 yrs old.You wud call ur mother mom and she will call u by ur nickname even in public how ever embarassing it may be.

So my obituary would be "Prateek Gupta, was born in 1987, died 20**.He grew up in a simple family, was a simple person who believed in simple living and high thinking.He wasnt a popular person when he died and not many ppl knew him in this world but who ever knew him,knew him well and were all close to his heart. For him human relationship was always at a higher priority, than anything else and if possible he wud do anything for them, until he knew he and they are both write.A great speaker of his category ,conducted a few orientations and seminaars in the country, used to leave the audience in awe and there jaws agape with his oratorical skill(this is my sweetest dream and my dearest wish in life which i didn tell anyone, and now i have openly written here in front of you.)One thing he wud always stick to was truth.Veracity(i may not be so truthful but i really want to b one).He was courageous and never took a step aback from the path of truth.Thank you.And i request you to keep a silence for 2 min.Sleep in peace. Sweet dreams Prateek."

It was horrible i cud visualise sthg really horrible by the end of this blog.i hope u dont.