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| She came to my life like a red rose. There is no word to express how beautiful she is. And she is more kind then a mother hen who always give security with happiness to her chicken. In the hand of meritless even iron will melt, to meritful even butter can't, is goes in saying. If I really believe in it, I can call as a meritless. I failed to keep precious gem with me. When she was with me, it's like a spring flower that I can enjoy the nectar of it. But before I can suck nectar gush of wind pull me away from it. Though flower is still in garden blooming brighter day by day, I can't go near to it. My wing had broken. I got no more strength to walk. It's like a dream. But life it is dream for me. |
| Its was great pleasure for me to stand on position ladder. Last Saturday our college had annual marathon and I participate in group boys. It was length of 14km running. My group did some trick and win the race. We didn't cheat but our trick is we send one of the members from our group first and we three stay behind. Other group thought that one member is missing from our group and they didn't compete us. At last we win the race and it was my pleasure to stand on first position leader. there was no price but it was more than enough with golden medal and certificate. I am not sport man. I am not interested in sports but I though of participating in marathon. I did it without any exercise before and today my legs are aching. Anyway i will keep this same spirit. |
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