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 A poem dedicated to all those who have left an imprint in my life:) A poem for those who have taught me lessons--  either with their love or even by their deceit... Today I sat lost in thoughts on the shore, watching the world in copious scores... A wave appeared then another ...all in a line, an unending phenomena occuring all the time! Receding softly when the tides low and gushing forward during high tides, waves dancing to and fro, just like the people in our lives! Some who rush out as quickly as they rushed in, some who stood through thick and thin... some who failed to leave behind a mark, some whose shadows you can feel even in the dark... some who changed you while you stood unaware, some you thought were genuine while they were busy feigning care... some loved you but never expressed.. some you loved but never confessed... some whose deceit made your blood boil,,, some whom you hurt unknowingly ..in sleepless nights you coil... some whose honey dipped

 eucatastrophe (second part).  ``THE MIRACULOUS TRANSFORMATION of fate `` 2nd day in the college was awesome. But I got to know about an incident that happened yesterday’s night at my college. Kriss, a local thief, entered in the girl’s hostel. However, he dint come for other reason but to rob. As he wasn't adept at theft in half way through the robbery he got caught.. The guard arrived and caught him at the gate of our campus. And a case lodge against kriss.. They chained kriss up so that he wouldn't get away. kriss obviously couldn't raft as he had been chained. We saw him bleeding badly and were utterly exhausted  It’s true that it was his fault but isn’t the government also responsible for this? Am not talking about the security of us as it’s almost impossible to wish for it but about the poverty and unemployment. kriss was an MBA. And after spending lakhs of bugs and after working so hard what he got in quid pro quo (in return )? He has to rob to look after his f