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This time, yes this moment, I feel like sense of serenity, might be my perception; it’s exactly like when dust settles and the surrounding is clear.

A year before, 2016, a macro year for me, being 23 and observing the alteration, and was almost an ocean of frustration and anger.  Now, I am so grateful for the good stuff- success, my family and all the important people. I hope the coming times be kind to me or at most I have the capacity to visualize it that way.  


Yes, for the coming times, let me learn that less is more. Life is hope.  

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  1. Unknown16 November 2017 at 00:57

    Less is more!! Kahan padhe ho behen?

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  2. Bhavrendra17 December 2017 at 05:45

    Fear less, hope more.
    Eat less, chew more.
    Whine less, breath more.
    Talk less, say more.
    Love more and all good things will be yours.

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