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Why FREELANCING is important for students?

True are words of George Bernard Shaw, "Happy is the man who earns his living by his hobby" , as he said in his book, 'The Pygmalion'. Ultimately pursuing something that makes a man happier is the best thing that could be done by him to himself. Today's modern generation is full of potential to be discovered. They are striving hard for the accomplishment of their dreams and trying to convert those dreams into reality. They have the  calibre  and the enthusiasm, but are unable to do so. Ultimately money acts as a barrier between them and their passion.  At the end of the day, they will be needed to earn money to sustain their family and follow a job that  fulfils  this need, doesn't matter it interests him or not. Hefty college schedule bounds students from doing a regular job and earn a little money. But this doesn't solve their problem and in fact it motivates them to explore their self all over again. It forces them to find other means to take

A Forever Goodbye

As contrary to the popular belief, all unsaid goodbyes aren't heart wrenching. Some are quite thoughtful to kick-start a huge emotional turmoil deep inside you and spark a conversation with your inner being about unscathed feelings of anyone's exit from your encircle. A husky breath gushed out of her mouth, and not a word when she was trying to say something to her husband , before laying lifeless on white cotton bed sheet in the Government hospital, after being hit by a fleeting bike, being rode by a teenager. It was a bright Monday morning. The couple was on the way to their offices; unaware of what is going to strike them off their usual daily routine. She had decided to tell her husband that she was expecting a baby on their first marriage anniversary; a fortnight later and surprise him. But nobody can go against the will of time. She was imagining his vivid reaction on hearing this news when suddenly from nowhere a speeding bike hit their vehicle tossing her far

Tempting Sentiments

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In this odyssey of life we do often run into various feathers of people. With the passage of time mostly whom we meet, they retreat and fade away. But we give few specific ones especial place in our lives but not everyone of them turns out to be somebody who make us a better person but actually are just opposite.     We, being much in control of our sentiments often love others so much that we even forget that we love ourselves too. There's often a time, when life hits hard upon you; knock you down and a person lifts you out of that and loves you in a way that you think no other person can do: In return you provide him/her the liberty to receive your care and love forever. But what if that person only invades your freedom, shatters your expectations and robs you out of your happiness? We unknowingly let that other person to take control over our lives. We become so dependent that it appears we might not survive without them. We allow them to row our boat of life, without re

On the way..

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In this awfully exciting life, no wonder, series of uncertain event often give nourishment to our hunger of life within our sometimes resentful lives. We do frequently look back into our long gone past with thirst of some memories of joy, glee, triumph, and love but mostly end with gloomy, miserable, desolate and rejected reminders. We, other-time, also foresee our upcoming days with a hope for untroubled fortunes and success disregarding the fact that we pitiful humans, are not even sure of waking up the next day. I was sitting with my group of friends, observing the series of human establishments, green fertile land and people going past; through the window of the crackling active bus, while my trip to Amritsar. Travelling has always been something that had never missed any single chance of amusing and amazing me. Most people like one of my dear friend liked the window seat more while I preferred a companion with whom I can have a healthy talk.  Discussing Ideas and experienc

That Love!

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She was there. Yes..! No doubt it was her. Neither he wasn't dreaming nor it was an illusion. Everything that he could see was *her*. Finally she was there just to meet him. The sparkle in her piercing eyes itself told how much she was eager to meet him. The weight of emotions and indescribable words, which he was carrying from quite a while for her, suddenly vanished with the first sight of her. Calming down huge turmoil of words and getting anxious for not able to decide what to say to her, he moved forward and leaned a bit and said ,'Hi.' In response, he heard something, something he wasn't expecting. It was the noise honking vehicles and commuting people. Decomposing back to consciousness, he notices that he had been carried away from reality. There was no her. It was all just a dream, a mere fantasy that he always wanted to have happen with him. That love Standing there all alone, at the nick of the street, he remembers how he had always preferred her o