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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Living a forced lifestyle

It all starts with the morning alarm ringing loud, breaking my fantastic dreams and bringing me back to my rickety bed. I'd try to recollect what I dreamt of, but no matter how hard I try I am yet to recall anything. In the long run, I've started assuming that maybe I don't dream at all.

So after I am into my proper senses, I get up brush my teeth and freshen up. Breakfast follows and I'm ready for class. Drooping, dizzy, half sleepy, somehow I survive my classes and by late evening I'm back to my room just to get ready for an hour or so in the gym. By time I return, all that's usually left are the boring lamps burning far into the distance. After reaching my rent room, I'd sneak into my bed wondering if my life over here could get any darker than this. At times I'd get up, play a game or listen to a few songs before having dinner and finally bidding a goodnight to the tedious boring day.

Azaz Ahmed
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Jorhat Engineering College

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