The perfect way to get over someone!

After having had the most dramatic break up ever, I decided to make a few changes in my life. I thought that the best way to get back at that nasty ex of mine was to be the one to recover faster from the break up! So my long-drawn process of changing little things about myself started!

1. I decided to lose weight. Of course, this is something I've been wanting to do since the eighth grade, but I finally decided to go for it. I had already joined the gym a few months back but now, I ensured I ate all the right food (fruits and vegetables - I felt like a cow for the first few weeks!) and religiously worked out everyday! By the end of May, I was feeling absolutely great about myself and the way I was shaping up!

2. I felt like a new look! So I went and got my hair styled (spent two months' worth of pocket money on it!) and decided to get the ends of my hair coloured red. Now, let me tell you - I've always been someone who can never get herself to do something 'funky'. Thats includes painting my nails different colours or colouring my hair red or even just wearing a top that would make people take a second look at me! So deciding to colour my hair red was a big deal and I suddenly felt empowered!

3. Having worked on the way I looked, I figured that it was time to work on the environment that I spend most of my time in. I'd just moved back home from Chennai so I ended up redecorating my room and throwing out all the clothes and pictures that I had of his (yes yes, even his huge comfortable t-shirts!) I did spend a lot of time crying over it and waking up with puffy eyes, but it definitely made me feel better!

4. Finally, I realised that it was time for me to set my priorities right. For those of you that don't know yet, its my dream to have the whole nation listen to me sing someday. So I decided that I would dedicate the next three years to my music and to everything that I was going to do at college!

Now everything that I did seemed to be brilliant things to do to get over him. Even emotionally, I worked on making myself stronger (unfortunately, that hasn't worked very well. I'm still a cry-baby sometimes!)

But somehow, the universe thought that I hadn't changed enough; or maybe it thought I changed too much.

So this universe conspired and sent an old plump man who had spent most of his life being a numerologist to meet my father. And that fateful evening was when my name got changed.

I was Prerana - Inspiration.

Now, I'm Purvaa - one syllable away from my ex-boyfriend's name.

So much for change, eh?