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I was a very imaginative child. One who wanted to be a million things at once. I wanted to be an Astronaut, a bus conductor, own a laundry service and be Miss India. As time passed, I became less imaginative, the box of reality surrounded me.
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I wore a giant thing on my head and that’s the ONLY reason I will be remembering November for a while to come.
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That pretty face you see up there with all that hair, that is me. (No modesty in this generation I tell you!)
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On 18th September, 2o16 at 05:30 IST an Indian Army brigade was attacked by 4 armed militants or as the World calls them “Terrorists”. These terrorists who attacked these men were as they call themselves “Men of God” fighting for their right. They set fire to tents where Soldiers lay sleeping dreaming of their future…
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As I am growing older, I am realizing that my love for potato chips will make me a chip one day. This love story must tragically end. Or atleast for some time be “on a break”. (who got that reference?)
Hi, I am Manasvi
Welcome to my world of words. I pen my thoughts and feelings about the different stages of life and travels here.
Enjoy reading!
MANASVI SHARMA BAWA 