#Wordsofwisdom.


Even though I have none.


I have the lamest jokes ever.


Forget it.


Let's get going.

Unveiling the writer in me.

 

All the weirdest jitters in the world were what I felt the day I published my book. Nervous, scared, excited, anxious, oh! What not had I felt that day, the day I had published my book on a world renowned free Reading and Writing site.

I still remember, it was 23^rd may 2016 around 10 in the morning, when I had pressed that enter button on my keyboard and had officially published the Prologue of my book. It had been my second attempt after months of the first one. I didn’t cower this time; rather I put up my book out there amidst thousands, proudly. I learnt something at that point. You cannot form an identity unless and until you put yourself up out there, facing your fears and nerves boldly. I wasn’t a professional writer, just a layman with thoughts. I penned them down at my best. At this point, I wasn’t looking for people to admire me or my writing, rather I looked at a platform to present myself. And that’s what I did; I wrote and published the few beginning chapters for my fun. I liked to think that those few hundred reads were many more than I imagined. But after about the 5^th chapter of my book, it actually flourished. It was attracting readers and admirers. It was overwhelming at first, but later I realized that maybe, just maybe, I could write, or maybe I could pen down bearable things.

Now with around 2 lakh readers and growing along with fifth position in it’s category, my book is still growing strong, even though, I’m just halfway through it. I never imagined or ran after getting reads or votes or comments. But now that I see it all on my book, I can’t help but feel happy and admired.

It’s not about how good you are at a particular thing. It’s about how good you try to be for that particular thing. This may not be a great thing for everyone, but well, it’s for me. It makes me happy. And thus, try to do something that makes you happy and others, well let others be others for all you care!

 

Chandni Kumar

 

#Rant1

Friends.

Friends are a very important part of one's life. They are like your adopted or unofficial parents, just way more cooler. They are someone who don't judge you, someone who listens to you when you fvck up, someone who talks to you when no one does, someone who takes your side, blindly , even when you're wrong. Someone who loves you, other than you're family, for the way you are. They are the ones , for whom you don't have to change. And I happen to be lucky to have 'friends' in my life. Those who accept my craziness.
{Ps:- Just because I accept theirs. *sticks tongue out.*}
I have two best girls, whom I love to bits and core. They are extremely stupid, foolish and awkward. But then again, so am I.
I still remember, one of them , used to be my arch enemy at a certain point of my life. We both used to hate each other so much, that probably we wouldn't even dare to breathe the same air. We've had so many cat fights, we never got along. She cried so many times because of me! *Clears throat* I can be a bitch at times. But, let me tell you , that all was unintentional. This, one time, we were on the school ground and she happened to stand right behind me, and I stepped back without looking and broke her shoe. My goodness, what a fight had broke out that day.
But today, we are best friends. Freaking best friends, like the ones who know each other's reaction to be even before they do. The ones who would drool over sexy Turkish men . *They're freaking delicious* The ones who would fight for another without thinking twice.
Irony, I tell you.
And today, we look back and laugh at how stupid we were to hate each other back then, and for no bloody good reason.
The second one , oh ! just don't get me started on her *shakes head*. She's the most childish, irrelevant and stubborn girl I've ever seen in my life. You know, that one person in your group who you wish to whack on the head but also at the same time, wanna cuddle with, yup , the same one. She's that sort. I remember, we were in 7th grade and she was a new kid. Looking all goody-two shoes in two plates and innocent face, one could've never imagined for her to be such freaky girl! But, then , it takes time to reveal ones true colours.
But in the end, I learnt to deal with the stupid , foolish antics and things and love her for what she is. And now, it's almost to the point that I think, what would I ever do without their craziness?
I love them so much! ❤❤
Thank you for being in my life❤
I love you both *blows a kiss*

Hello! *Waves*
Just a normal teenage with stupid celeb crushes and a dream too big. Ps- My crushes are not so stupid.
Charlie Puth, Shawn Mendes and Collins key have my heart. *drools*
I am not very enthusiastic physically but I sure like to keep up mentally.
My official legit bae happens to be coffee.
Sarcasm runs in my veins instead of blood . *winks*
I'm a girl who'll glad come to the most formal party of the history in sweats.
If you happen to have wattpad then please do check my book The alpha of the alphas .
xx