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About a decade it would be that I can remember…..1998 Hyderabad…Separation from friends, family and my school CBS…..Then 1999 …..The nostalgia…the coming back to the city…The real touch of near and dear ones once again…Uncle's Marriage…. Xavier's…and a computer..2000 began with our new flat , followed my recognition in Xavier's and then the following three years passed by with guitar and other simple subtleties of life…Then began class 9 , my first tution..(English)…exposed me to a teacher who for the first time made me love the subject much more…made me much more passionate about the subject and yes! I not only respected her as a teacher but loved her too…And even today she is a very important figure in my growing years…

For the first time I was exposed to the outer world….To a new environment where the shy, somewhat timid and introvert Abhishek changed completely….I had many friends in school…but may be those were more of companions and mates rather than what you call friends and yes this was the place I first came across them…..I felt a deeper urge, a bondage of love , people whose company I longed for…

I was exposed to music , blogging and somewhat from that timid foodaholic Abhishek someone new dawned amidst conspiracy, jealousy and filthy politics…Somehow it helped me grow …the transition from child to a teenager…

Slowly I started knowing the world and class 10 happened,

Dreams and Aspirations of parents , teachers and myself………. but then the beginning was not really smooth…Immense mental trauma, unparallel pain, tears but amidst all that I lost …..I gained only a few friends…And within that short span of time became so attached.. and interwined that may be somewhere I lost my way….

Class 11 began and the exposure to a phenomenon called Supriyo Ghosh made me realise how l little I knew about Physics which had always been my trump card…But the Damocles' Sword (RESULTS)…

I had by this time learnt the meanings of many words which were once vague to me….I came to know what love was……I felt what was friendship …what a promise meant and how pain stacking broken relations were……and how joyous was the feeling of having a shoulder to support you….always……

May be I thought a bit too deeply….loved a bit too much that I broke that I cried remembering every time we laughed together…..or may be laughed remembering the time I cried alone…

Over this decade I have learnt and gained much more than I have lost but yes a few regrets remain…..

God I have always had immense faith in and all I pray for is that thank you for the last ten and may the coming 10 be even more glorious not only for me but all my near and dear ones….

Ya! its true in this 10 I have gained and lost one of my closest or rather my closest friend but may it was for the betterment for both of us(as per )…2009 will be really very important for all of us..and it would actually decide whether we all remain together or not but hey! Its 2008 that may be the practice match before the world cup final in each of ours life…

The time we will get to polish and harness our skills to such an extent that in 2009 when we expose ourselves to world………… we would bedazzle all those people who ever doubted us..

God Overhead I feel everything will go well…And I seek the power to remain focused…But yes I still want to have those moments back…All the best …. GOD BLESS………..


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 

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