So my story is started with a S.RK film in which i saw that love always started with a fight and i believe on that it i always used to fight with my crush so he just gave me some attention but but ..i am not beautiful as like others actually he was so good in maths i was jealous by this thing or wanted to show this thing so that he considers me his competitor and gave me some attention i also wanted to became his good friend but as usual all boys are same once day i try to talk him but he said that muskan actually u have to loose ur weight and i feel that đŻ'i am good for nothing ' but i try my best so that he became my friend but i guess my luck is not so good ,good luck is always belongs to beautiful girl ...đnow i have stopped believing in luck and the maker of luck because if you get anything in future ,it will come to you on its own