Previously on Happy Birthday Stranger Stella reads, “I wonder why I’m writing this now, because I’ve always wanted to write my own journal. But I can’t believe that he will be a reason behind the start of my journal. I met a stranger yesterday. Actually he is not a stranger, his name is Kabir. Because of him, I had a happiest birthday of my life. It’s been 2 months since we met and I haven’t talked or met him after that day. I think I’m starting to miss him, I don’t know why I’m missing for a one day man like Santa who comes on the night of Christmas Eve and disappears on the morning of Christmas day. One day while cleaning my closet I found his jacket and tried it on. I felt the same comfort as I felt that day. When I put my hands into the pocket, I found a piece of paper with mobile number. I just took my mo...
Everyone in the world tries find Happiness in their life. some people will find it, some people won't. Happiness is not something we can find by searching. Happiness is something we can find by realizing. Being happy makes time to flow like never before. One of the oldest way of begin happy is hearing stories from our grandparents especially from grandmother. One can replace her place in telling stories ! I found my Happiness in telling stories like her and I hope you guys will also find yours.