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Memories of 2k10

Well, as it goes, another year has gone by. TO be exact, the first decade of the Millennium has gone by. Of course there had been good and bad memories, like every year. Thought of listing some.

A Birthday turning into a mess
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Well, it was during January. It was a birthday party, and by the end of it, it had become a total mess, which we woke up to, the next morning. It would require a whole confession to bring the whole incident out, though. :)

Gamaya - The College Fest
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For the first time in the history of my college, a whole college fest was being conducted ! It was a pleasurable feeling to be engaged totally into something. The college fest was exactly what it was to be. It was a festival of happiness, joy and celebrations. And it had turned into a very memorable one too. Summarizing about it, it gifted me with memories. And it also brought some new friends into my life, whom I know, cherish very much.

Leaving College and "Amigos"
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Another evident part of life. Sad that it had to pass by. Because it was filled with times of pain, despair and the pathetic desire for the time not to be as it was. Parting with friends with whom you had been spending life, is not at all going to be easy!
And the second part of the heading is my first artistic work. 'Amigos' , the address book which I created for the whole batch. Giving it out to all fellow mates, the feeling was lovely !

And there were other moments as well. It's a whole 365 days! So experiences are meant to be there. But there aren't many which turned into "memorable" ones, though. The last one-third was spent away from college.

Summarizing the year would be only this much.
Lets see what the coming times have to unfold..
Take care..

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