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M missing India


Here I am...this is me...
M sittin miles away 4m home...m here 4 work...to learn...to earn...to get some xposure...some experience...to ensure dat d good start dat i've got to my career carries on..and i reach the destination i had in mind before i started off on this path..
its been almost 3 months since i'v bn in UK...things hav bn good so far..wrkd really hard for the first 5-6 weeks...then things became a little easier..i had a li'l more time 4 myself...weekends were off..and then one fine day i was told dat i have to go back as the task assigned to me was finished...
Though initially i was a li'l disappointed to be going back so soon, gradually the disappointment took a back seat and I was happy to go back home..the countdown began...7 days to go..6 days to go..5..4..but dat was it...
3 daz to go before i could leave 4 india...and my manager comes to me and says you may have to stay here for a li'l longer...and how long is dat li'l longer gonna be..i still dont know...
when i was asked to leave..i was disappointed...but then when i was asked to stay back...i wasn't happy at all...
dats life...though life has been good at work so far...lots of challenges to take...lots of new things to learn...lots of new people to meet..but I miss home a lot...I miss India a lot...
I freak out with my friends once in a while...I enjoy as much as I can...but at the end of the day..this is not where I belong to...the true enjoyment..the true sense of satisfaction that one gets after any kinda fun...happens only in India!!!

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  1. Struggle n Hardships in life mould the persona into matured parctical humble one.......n hard work always pays offff.....It is said its not the start but where u finish makes the reall diffrence so go on....and u'll soon find realll happinesss

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  2. hey, nice yaar, u did put ur heart in it..it really shows :)

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