Meet Me

Hi, I am 19 y/o from India. And as you know like every other 19s here I may be in college or preparing for a competitive exam. Unfortunately I'm doin' the latter.
And like all of you I'm bored af so why not type some really extravagant brain dumps and post it might as well help me. 
And you my dear will get a front row seat to Adulting 101(double 'g' in the domain cuz otherwise not available, i am so non creative uff).
Soo, get in some biscuits and an adrak wali chai cuz it's tea time!
Okay, on a humble note, this blog is prolly gonna be me navigating through my life, getting in 20s , book reviews actually so many book talks and ofcourse my some gossips. You would prolly relate to me and feel you're not alone. SO WELCOME TO ADULTING 101 it's gonna be a one hell of a journey and I will prolly show it to my grandkids.
                                                                                            
                                                                                           xoShree

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