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Days of future & past

                                                 Though the six months are over after the college, everyone from our batch distributed over the India for the sake of either ROTI or for the sake of study. Someone is trying to establish his own firm, someone trying to get a job, someone seeking for further studies, someone has got the due to which other one is in tension “yaar uski toh nikal padi ab mera kya hoga. “

                                             Looking back at our college days I really feel that what we were doing at the college was just living but right now the situation is changed that we are living here to live a good future life. Things are changing rapidly. We are missing friends & trying to get adjust with those who are right now with us. Thinking about the college way back “ohh man really we are missing it”.

Sometimes I feel that why we are living in the world? Only to earn something which we are going to leave soon. World is a mystical place we don’t know where we came from or where we are going? We are just living here. But again the question arises why to live? How to live &for whom to live?

Don’t know

But why should we concern & take the tension of the world over us!!! What we are gonna do we are just gonna live & live & live ………….

Live younger!!!!!!
keep smiling!! :-)

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