well kritika sharma!!!!!this thing is very tough to undertand...loves to make people hppy whn herself is cryin rivers in her heart....a fun luvin gal who can rock d wrld.....well a music freak.. i live eat sleep music....a vry crazy gal... damn crazy!!!!!!!! luv crackin pjs....can crack d wrst pjs in d wrld l..ol.. bt tht mkes ppl laugh... luv to c d smiles....well ppl cll me s cube sweet snitive n simple...n a emotional fool ...lol...m tryin to chnge these thngs n bcum strng ....lets c if i succeed ....i can do nythin fr my fnds luv thm.....nya i luv my mom n sis very imp ppl in my lyf.....frnds books music movies foood.. my lyf revolve arnd thse thngs.....n ya if u thnk u ve undrstud me u mi8 b wrong coz even m yet to xplore wht this thing populrly knon as kritika sharma is.....well ya u can also call me kittu ve spcl attchmnt with this nam now....nya ppl with attitude clck on d red cross button on top n d page to ur right n fuck off no plce fr u ovr here
Interests
readin.listenin to music,hanging out with frnds,makin pl laugh,playin d guitar thou dnn know it tht well but wht to do i luv it n if by mistake u r my audience do rmmbr to bring cotton with ya i really suk at it now..lol..but 1 day i'll b so gud at it u'll b ma fan....wow dreams....oh ya i even luv dremin...m a crazy gal luv fast rides...wow d passion d speed oh my gosh..n ya tlkin tlkin n lots f tlkin....waise even gossipin but thts a gals behavior so thts nthin new bout me....
Favorite Music
jal,
linkin park,
greenday
puddle f mud
limbiscit
nirvana
metallica
..........n lot more
Favorite Music Video
when september ends
Favorite Movies
rang de basanti,
dil chahta hai,
hum tum
cindrella story(cumon my dream boy is in tht movie how can i not lyk it)
freaky friday
Should I tell u one thing very honestly if u don't mind the pics of urs r really awesome, beauty of urs is really appreciable plz. don't mind. If it really hurts u i am whole heartedly sorry plz. reply me I will be waiting for urs reply gonna go bye take care.
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.