A regular muggle living in an all to muggle-world, a little part of me died when I realised I'd never get to go to Hogwarts. I want to be 11 again. But it's too late, cause Severus Snape's already dead. So is Michael Jackson. Why am I always just a little too late? The name's Nisha. Welcome to my world.

An awesome job. Basically, rich.
A mansion with 12 bedrooms and 12 bathrooms, a massive garden with a fountain and a backyard with horses running around.
8 cars.
A handsome, rich, kind and funny husband.
Two kids. A boy and a girl, preferably.
Designer stuff.
Go to Hajj with my parents.
A company.
An art gallery.
A cafe.
A house for my parents.
My own perfume. Called 'Awesome'.