I loved jotting down my experiences during my High School days... And the diary of my experience still lies in my room at home.... and I make it a point to go through it, whenver I visit my hometown... I never had the urge to carry the dairy along.... And whenever I sit with the diary, I feel that I am going through it for the first time... my visualization of the experience in the diary is always different every time i go through it....
A decade gone by.... Dreaming....Realizing the dream... and experiencing Life.......
And I see more of it coming my way....
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