He knows watt iz before me, and it can flip the life in a second. Like the waves fall on the shore and we can’t deny it. When the page of the life is turned the “PAST”, a history which covers the sadness, happiness and glorious moment 4ever. Whenever I think of it he brings the day with moody feelings. What I see is the long widen road covered with throne and brittle glasses from where I had made decision to travel ma way to reach my destiny, and once again it tremble my cerebellum and put me from where I started.
History is the mark of journey that can either erased by a laser light or neither thunder rain, nor it can easily brunt by the high atomic energy. I am in the mid of 20’s and the past is closely surrounding me. I want to flip flop it!!!But my strength can’t have reality. Although it might be major relishing session now, and my vocal cord want to scream “LESSON”…
I want “LESSON” from my history background. The only perfect job I can do is pasting a duplicate layer on my darker edge. It can have innermost shining from my future and 0% opacity from my future, and I want it on present, cuz if tomorrow never comes!!! Turning the pages of my life I can clearly see my life hasn’t ruined nor it had any faded effect. The future thought has flooded it so that it washed in a minute. Now its high time and energetic moment to let my negative feelings submerged in the past. I don’t want it back. I played it and knew the sufferings lately.
My past teaches me how? What? Why? , handle the critical situation; let others feelings know, self dependent and independent. I give a lot of greeting to it, and yeah!!! I am the happiest person in my life I can trust myself more than history…..
For the girls, grey skirts with black stockings have replaced the trousers. “We are very happy about the uniform. It has brought unity and uniformity on the campus,” said Chettri.
