This week was fun. not just fun, i felt a big explosion of happiness. as if a draught land is flooded suddenly. so much happiness. i was so happy this whole week. i felt like a 10- 15 year old girl. lost time, and other sense.
so happy. my aunt came from Canada along with their 3 kids. had the most best time of my life. and then when i came here, my MIL was not there for two days. and the happiness continued in other way, i had the whole house for myself and the independence, the control.... aaahh i missed it.. so glad i had this week in my life.
And yesterday she, the devil came. and just one look of her bloody bloating face is enough, to burst my happiness bubble. I'm amazed how did she manage to do that, just one glance, that too not directly in my eyes.

yesterday night i made beetroot halwa and she is such a bitch, treating as an untouchable. bitch, I'm waiting for the day u die. eagerly waiting for ur end. i will party like hell on that day and the days to come... to keep doing just thing... ur end is for sure near, and im glad for it... im going to see ur end. and point my finger at u and laugh. die bitch die. for all the over action that u did and made me suffer.. die, die bitch die.
hell is waiting for u.