Mita

park view,

18August 2012



Mita

My mind never sits quietly...always runs from here to there and talks to me always.I  address it as Mita means friend.To me Mita is everything ..not a mere friend.That's why I'm introducing her to you and all.

When I was in school I used to write diary regularly but one day I lost it when my father got transferred and we had to move from one place to another..this was a long story.I cried a lot ,my parents searched for it ..I did not get it back. I lost all interest in  writing diary.Mita is nowhere in those days.But she did not like it all .She inspires me   every time but I could not gather courage to start again and now a days she insists me a lot.I cannot see her upset.So here I am!!!