July 3, 2009
Well, thats what everyone keeps saying when I go to school. For the first few days, I thought, my school’s name is - Roneka Nahi, ok? Its now that I know that it means, please don’t cry.
My school started a couple of weeks ago and I must say, its a lot of fun. Though I don’t like the bit when my mum leaves me with all unknown kids around, who keep crying. My school’s name is Ryan International and my class’s name is Catterpillar.
Out of the 70 students in the batch, there are only 8 girls! Too much competition, I say!
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August 6, 2008
Hey guys, Sorry to keep u all waiting…but you see, I am getting busier these days.
Have started going to school, I mean Play school! I enjoy it so much that I haven’t missed a day.
It’s super cool with all sorts of toys and games lying around just for me. I just can’t wait to leave my mom’s hand and go to play with my friends.
School is so much fun, the best part being NO STUDIES…Made lots of friends…and girlfriends too
It’s not just playing but also eating snacks, get some energy and then play again. Yeah, its very much like one of those kitty parties. No wonder, both my grandmoms love these kitty parties.
Of course we do our rhymes too and that too with actions. Twinkle Twinkle little stars…
We do many activities also but my favourite is pool time. I love playing in the water and splashing water on everyone around.
Life’s good and so are the girls in my school
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April 6, 2008

Like most men, even I do not enjoy shopping so much unless they are shopping for me. And but ofcourse, who enjoys grocery shopping. They put me in this trolley and then almost forget about me. All get busy in good day biscuit, parachute oil, colgate toothpaste or ruffle lays.
But in the midst of all these silly stupid things, all I am interested in is Dairy milk and have been trying hard to get that.
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November 21, 2007
How many of you have owned a vehicle in two months? I have!
And I love it. Its soft, sleek and gives an amazing mileage. It demands no fuel! Just a bit of energy, that too, not mine. Those who take the onus of taking me around the playground need to have extra breakfast to be able to do so.
Have a look at it!

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November 13, 2007
After all that nine months of suffocation, I am FINALLY here. Seems this place is called world.
Right now there are too many people who have apparently come to see me. Why? Am I some joker or what? But never mind, I am loving all the attention. Its 6:48 pm of 11th April 2007. I am just a minute old and this mawshee (nurse-maid) is already being rough with me.
Hey, I just heard a voice, “Is that a male child or a female child?”
“It’s a male child. 6:47:08 pm. Cried immediately,” guess that was the doc.
“Sorry, can you please repeat? Is that a male child or a female?”
“It’s a male child. 6:47:08 pm. Cried immediately”
It’s a baby boy! It’s a baby boy! My dad and aunt were screaming with joy!
Ok ok. I can understand your happiness but chill let me at least loosen up a bit. Gawd! This place looks crowded. Why is everyone staring at me? Is there something wrong with the way I look? Or am I way too cute?
I am stealing all the attention and my poor mum is just distantly looking at me. Glad she got me here. That womb was too boring. I had no friends. No one to play with. No one to love me. Just my mom and I chatting to each other all day long. Yes, dad used to drop in sometimes. Finally, I meet him. I see him more happy than anyone else here. And of course, my grandparents, uncles and aunts just can’t stop blushing.
Great guys! Glad to meet you all. Now allow me to sleep. I am quite fagged out! Seeya.
zzzzzZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzZZZZZZ…………………….
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