Its admission season yet again and I see so many very of us with eager eyes... while all of them will cherish the days ahead only a handful will be able to actually relate to their dreams.
While we, rather, I can only pretend to like the place miles away from here and pretend to make the best of friends and pretend to finally own the long dreaded dreams...
The heart that is ashamed still cries for 17 Sarat Bose Road and Gate No. 4
I hope THE girl, my sister that is, makes THE mother proud some day