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T he world has billions of people. And each person has their own way of thinking and their own point of view of the world And it's had to find one with similar way like you. The might not have been like you or not be the exact carbon copy of your soul, but somewhere, something like puzzle that something you were looking for. And in all these billion ways , there is someone more or less like you , they may not be an exact duplicate of your soul, but somewhere, something fits-like two jigsaw pieces- something you are looking for I will tell the story: One evening an old man sells bread on a street.  He needs money for his wife's treatment, and he works for it.  At the same time a begging mother and her baby are sitting beside him. but since last week she has not had food, so she does not have enough milk to feed her baby.  So the baby cries out loud and she does not have enough money to buy anything for him.  The old man sees all this and hides all his feelings for his...

Chapter -1 Now I'm just reaching my 22nd. I'm very happy and nervous too. Because I don't have enough ideas about my career till now I do have more thoughts and ideas that are revolving around my brain sometimes it kills me 🙂 you can call this as mad or some else like overthinking. To some extent we need to disburse attention to our habits because if it gives you the happiness and the positive energy or some else like peace or made you as optimistic never mind what someone thinks it just moves on with reference to it.  "May he grant you according to your hearts desire and fulfil all your purpose" Psalm20.4 Once I thought that I need to write something that bothered me, some realizes, some made me sleepless since my teen. I have got some ideas while I'm thinking. Sometimes I feel disappointed when I'm starting to think about my self meanwhile. I think I'm so lucked to be had such an amazing life. I would say with an example, whenever I'm browsing a...

     When I was 12, my aim was to  become an English teacher but when I get into 16th my goal was to become physicist. Because I love physics. Ah! But I just moved into medical coaching I don't know the reason until now!!!. I felt dejected sometimes while thinking about that . But unfortunately due to something, I  became techie.  After that, my plan was to complete MSc Cybersecurity and will become an IB Agent with specialization in central government.  But my speciality is whatever I have or get into ,I am flexible with it and put 100 percentage efforts in it. So I just felt love in computer would.   I got placed in MNC now I am no way connected to physics anymore. I am working for a Lovely position My earnings are pretty much decent as at this age. I'm an Overthinking guy. I'm just manipulate so many things and get confused depressed sometimes. Leave your thoughts  Look for happiness in simple things Life isn't what you think it will be. I...

chapter 6 Do you ever feels yourself as an Angel?: Oops! It's 6.39 actually. I think i willK miss my train . So i had to move fastly as possible."ouch! My goodness! My leg". I know heals are not good but what would i do? It is necessary. i found Gandhi's head on road."Aha! It's 500 rupee".whatever !i took it and i  thought that i can put it somewhere at the offering. i arrived at the platform and took the ticket. The train which i had to travel is late for 1 hour. So i went to the Ladies waiting room.i got the seat. I  was hungry enough and thirsty too. I had milk bun in my bag and a bottle of mineral water too.A baby on her moms hand is crying continuously. She sat on the seat next to my seat. She is sat next to my seat. She is look poor wearing dirty saree with tired face and had a cloth bag besides her.  I understood that she had no money to feed her baby and that's why she is crying. I offered the bun to her. She  accept it. I thought that why i ...

Chapter 5: Touch   I went to the company to attend my first interview.  This is my dream post on an amazingly paid company.  I am the last candidate, but I'm sure they will choose me.  Because I have been preparing for the last 2 months.  But the time is not right for me.  The venue is set somewhere in the city.  Unfortunately I did not see the mail about the venue they sent me.  I missed it ....!  I'm going home with a leap .I lost myself.  I started cursing myself.  I had no idea what was next!  My mum hugged me and she said don't worry mole, things will be as good as you want.  I lay with my head on her lap .It's really like a breeze to me when I'm standing in the desert.  That touch heals me.I'm starting to apply for someone else and keep trying without any hesitation.So when someone is frustrated we can put our hand on his shoulder and say its okay, it will be the biggest help we can do.Now I am in the CEO post o...

Chapter4 This is my first time traveling alone on a train. So I was scared and even happier that I had grown up. Anyway, I would get a chance to meet new people. It was a women-only compartment.  Ran up.  Good luck!  I got a place by the window. Aha .. I got a companion next to me .her name is alina. We got acquainted.  We were very close. I drank the lemonade made by my mother when I was thirsty. I also asked Alina. She said no.  I do not know what to do, im not sure about why Alina is upset i think nothing to hide. Then with a hesitation i ask her: what happens Alina? Why do you look sad?is there any problem? Then she is like  heartbroken. Then she started with intense grief:"  We learned, played, and grew up togetherand we all say it openly. you know his name is Milan.i called him as milu.We loved it as it happens everywhere. We were working together. The family agreed and we decided to get married   i think At that time we thought we were...

Whenever I'm starting to think about him..i just..just lost my mind and i fall in memories that i had  felt.i never think that i had such an experience. because i was like lepsima..i don't have any dream beyond books.like every teen i had also followers. but i had my control since i need to achieve some big.i need to show to the world that im not a looser,and make realize them that no girl from a broken family become idiot. i think by the help of God i Did it...day by day i learned to hide my tears,learned to hide my tears within the pillow.But no one in my friends  never know  about the real broken me,and whqt is inside in my mind. Once upon a time at the evening i thought that was a Wednesday it was an unforgettable day fortunately. but also miserable whenever i think about it .sessions are over the day,i took my notes my friend waiting outside the classroom. someone enters into the room,i just raise my head and look at him.He is just starring at me he is nervous too.i ...