Student Life..!

There was no hope as to day-to-day dreams, no goal was there. If someone asked you what you wanted to do during your childhood? We got into trouble. Nothing to do then. Just wanted to grow up, nothing else.

To be big, there are many people who have been introduced on this walk. Identity is the student life, the identity of the person in action, in life. He is also familiar with virtual life - whether he is chatting, blogging or any other way.

To be big, to understand the meaning of life, we have only progressed through our hobbies, small desires. It's a big big horror that's going on. There was no other way than to think about yourself while going on this path, it is not possible.

The reality is very strong, very selfish - teaches you to think about yourself, where is the time to luxury? There is no luxury place, whether it is luxury of luxury or luxury.

On the bus or in the car on the way to the road - on the way to the office, eyes are seen on the road, cleaning flowers or garland or car glass in the signal, young boys and girls. Sometimes we may look back, we do not buy flowers for a few bucks, and we have done a great deal. Someone thinks of great minds and self-flattering puffs.

They have no place in the manuscript of my life, their grave face pictures on my photo canvas. Because the reality did not teach me to be sorrowful, I did not learn to be seduced. So, I can not imagine thinking about their sufferings. Lying on the couch, on the bed, they do not have to cover their grief and do not enter the umbrella. I think I'm laughing at their pain. I do not have the right to write cheap trouble, cheap popularity with their hardships, sorrow, and no one likes to entertain them. I had to earn, I fought this place, and losing my life repeatedly. And so the people of the fighting do not have any thoughts in me, do not get disturbed by seeing their pain.

Because I am the only one in my world, this "I" will be dragging the life mass, even after life - in the way of my innocent soul, all the rituals of ceremoniality. Where is the time to think of others in this difficult time?

Two

Many of my childhood friends lost, new friendships came new, but I was fortunate to have lost my childhood friends. They were, still there, have joined with virtual friends friends. Chatting is well known for the welfare of the blogging, and once again friendship - has become dark, chatting on Facebook, chatting on the blog. Then there was no longer in the virtual world, many have become friends in real life.

Still, how many friends are lost, together at school, in college, when I was close friends, now they do not know any news. Maybe they did not have the tension of the soul that would run away for friendship or they would run away. If you have ever seen on the way of walks - smile has changed in the face, it becomes somewhat nostalgic, and I try to figure out who is in the present position. Then bye farewell, forget about his words.

When blogs are embedded like intoxication, then the blogging platforms have turned around. I have seen, read the various human beings. Some of the writings have been tarnished in the mind, some have been thrilled by the writings of some people, from head to toe. In the writings of somebody, there has been a screaming hatred or a laughing laugh to eat and drink. Ha ha gaye - learned.

Blogging has been a friendship, some have friends Whether it is friendship, whether it is a friend or not - without knowing, I came to the blogging world, I did not know whether there is friendship or not. Like a drug addiction, friendship with the blog, there has been some friends from there.

Someone has changed the blogging platform, as a friend, some have cut the name from a friendship note, new friends have been added again. When the platform changes, the friendship changes, the friendship ends, they are neither friends nor the day, so there is no trouble.

It is only those who suffer when they say something about the demands of friendship, and open the way for criticism to others, in my absence.