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The Newer Steps of Life

It’s a new beginning. A newer start , a realization that should have come years ago, but sadly not so. May be the responsibility of being eighteen on the 4th Of This Month, guided me into taking the steps I never dared to.

The way of maximizing happiness is simple. Its surely not by the law of conservation but happiness is a constant quantity, but grief is variable. It’s the best idea to try and diminish its effects and try and live for your self for a change. You see being a Bengali, perhaps the best times of the year are the Puja s and this year with the blessing of Mother Goddess I hereby proclaim the rise of incarnation, who lives for himself, is guided by his emotions, the rise of a happier self.

Its been a hard journey to have forgotten the god forsaken past, but may be over this years of pain staking I have finally been able to break fee from the emotion cage I was confined in.

The jubilance , and alacrity has re surfaced and after a long long time I’ve been able to rejoice with no sense of self pity. It’s a here to stay and that’s what my prayers would say…

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