That's my life!

Life is perfect only if we spice it up with the seemingly imperfect things...
Afterall, these are the only things which make the mundane journey from a day into another joyous!
It isperfectly natural to choose wrong things, to wear clothes which of not your type, to date a completely wrong person, to prepare dishes with entirely unappetising ingredients, to bunk classes for friends' sake, to oreder tea though you like coffee;just for his sake, to say "I'll call" though you are low on your balance in the cell, to not see a movie with family and prefer seeing with friends, to visit places all alone where you had gone with your best buddies, to reread all the messages again and again your buddies sent you, to laugh over things you had cried upon & to cry remembering the events you had laughed your heart out, to think about friends with book held up to your nose, to miss people who are'nt even on talking terms with you, to spend money on clothes ideally meant for books and all, to love people who will never love you back, to cry, to hurt and get hurt, to call a random friend on a lonely night just to chat, to sit all by yourself under the starlit sky, to soak in the rain though you have an umbrella with you, to do all the things your brain says 'NO' to; but heart enjoys...
And I am doing exactly this very thing.
Being fascinated with some and fondling passion of the other.
Life is but, a comedy of errors.

To err is human; and to derive pleasure out of it, Superhuman.