I am in a fright towards who I was in the past. Everyone and everything could affect me. I used to cry silently. I was bullied and laughed at by all the people of my age in the primary and secondary classes without any fault of mine. This experience transformed me into a premature person. Hence, now I can also connect, reciprocate and communicate with the ones who understand the patterns of life.
I lost my register yesterday while giving a presentation. Along with it, I lost very crucial notes of various subjects I am studying to me this semester. I searched for it everywhere—home and college— but in vain. Damn! They could have helped me in the test that I gave today. Also, I could have excelled in all my subjects by studying through it. It held all the keywords within. It consisted of my hard work of every day, every hour, every moment I spent in college while I still possessed it. Even my friends were worried and regretted for my loss. What a great loss!
You are close to my heart,
far by distance though not that far,
beautiful, elegant, intelligent and smart,
shining bright in the night as a star.
Each day brings along
a new challenge, a novel fight.
Some days rest among the lows
while the rest elevate our happiness to a height.
It seems this road
never comes to its close.
As soon as it seems to be ending,
I witness another turn awaiting.