Thank you

A long journey, it was……….
4 years that went so fast, still wish that I was there in those corridors, quadrangle, baddy courts; canteen……..can’t forget those memories…….
And then I meet all of you…never even expected to make friends...there are days when I used to cry to go back….I never felt anyone understood me…I always felt lonely…..I was never known for what I was….
So I decided to change…..change for good but unfortunately not the right way…..I started smoking, drinking and trying to get into groups….very soon people started recognizing me……there it was…exactly what I wanted …..got stuck in fights and all wrong places ……I spoiled my life…..
I was never like this...all those people who knew me before will definitely agree….but I have no regrets…..I failed to realize why……and this is true…..
I want to thank all who helped me through the greatest trauma of my life…..once again……

Comments

  1. SnehaJune 15, 2010 at 5:33 AM

    At least you realize that you're spoiling your life.. u seemed oblivious to the fact so far..

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  2. AJune 15, 2010 at 7:38 AM

    Change for good. Oxymoron. Nice.

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  3. VirajJune 15, 2010 at 10:06 AM

    By choice & not by chance..

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