Tag: hostel
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Away from HOME – Phase 3
8 years before on a sunny morning I loaded my luggage to the car. What’s that feeling that haunted me? Still, I don’t know. Its like a little birdie getting out from mother’s wings. My eyes were welling up. I am gonna miss my room, my bed, my books, my home town. 😥 Oye!…
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an era coming to an end…
…don’t know where i started…don’t know where i will end…started a life here like a life in hell…it seems to be so for the past three years…but still found someone to make my life worth living here…there were many who came to my life in a way to touch my heart…some came and went…but some…
Nimz revealed 