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The Dove Story

That evening I was on my way home from college with my friend. He had to collect some books from the hostel, as we were running late he asked me to wait outside so that he could come soon after getting it and we wont miss the bus.    Our college hostel was beside the National Highway. Vehicles rushing every now and then, busy people crossing road carelessly, children after school, a couple of lovers chatting and walking slowly... I was supposed to do nothing other than watching all these... Suddenly I heard a big sound! It was some electric sparks from the crowded cables above me. I looked up and saw a dove sitting in one of the cables. Below, an open drainage and an electrocuted dove in it.   Our bus came and my friend came running... I struggled to turn around from back side of the bus... The dove above was still looking down unaware of its mates death.. may be the dove must have waited there the whole day....    That incident really touched my he
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Nothing lasts forever..

Yesterday I was on my way from Thiruvananthapuram at about 5.30 in the evening. The train i got into was supposed to leave by 5.45. As i always do, found seat near a window. The train wasn't that crowded like usual but was late. From everyones face i could read their tiredness, maybe after their work or their studies or they may be tired wandering just like me. It wasnt deep dark but cloudy and I was eager to reach home. After a long wait the train started moving. A cold breeze tickled through the window onto my face and i was waiting for the rain drops. I love to see the nature in that way, because it alwayz made me think of those sweet things of my past. The train was reaching veli station, i saw VSSC, those rocks under that huge old tree, that long stretch of road with yellow leaves on either sides. My heart really skipped a beat and took me some months back, those sweet moments with my friends there. I cud remember the first d
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Great people i have met...

Its not about the people who made great inventions or freedom fighters or films starts am going to tell about.. They are great, i need not have to tell about them..Here i like to tell about the people who made me think and move in my own life, real genius's i have met.. 1) First of all i have to say about a person who i have met only once.. I met this person on a journey from trivandrum to kollam. When i and my friends was waiting for a bus in the evening, this fat middle aged man came in a maruti 800 and stopped in front of us. He said that he would give a lift if we are going to kollam, me and my 3 friends thankfully accepted his invitation.. When we entered the car he said that, he use to go from kollam to tvm and vice versa everyday and by so he would be greatly bored during his journey and would always call anyone for his company in his day to day journey.. He also said that he had the habit of sleeping while driving alone and have met wit many accidents. Fro
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The death of something!!..

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Its not simple to make any thing in this world..Moreover it’s not easy to make anything that catches others mind. Almost every inch of this beautiful world is a hard work of some person.. It was during the time of a National Level Symposium conducted by our own branch in our college, i got the this idea of making something new, something tat could be a icon of that program.. So i started thinking about something that’s not made by anyone.. I thought of creating a thing like a model or icon for representing the essence of our branch into that program. As am being a electronics student, i thought of making a model with electronic components alone.. I was able to realize a model after long days of investigations.. Finally i made a model and myself named it as BILBO.. I showed it to all my friends... They liked it and told me to make a real model of it... So i thought it seriously even though i had no experience in making models.. By consulting some artists and gaining some ideas about m
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Time is going to kill my beautiful world

It may be the pace of my mind that took me far away to show me something like this, the last page of a diary that was ever to be written…. 2057 May 9, Today is my birthday, I lost 70 years of my life! The party was so grand. Hm… Anupama..., your children managed to send their private robots itself to greet their father. You are so lucky that you are not here to see all this. Am fed up now, why does nature still keep me as the oldest living human?.................. Oh, its getting over, the last drop of gel in my pen is gonna finish. Am so happy that I was able to use pen and paper so many years after their extinction because of my rare hobbies and habits... Anyway, I knew how to hold a pen!... Time killed my beautiful world………….. Funny?.. I too felt funny when I thought up something like this, but the future is going to prove it true! Sometimes you all may not even have time to think of writing a diary like this!. Not only paper and pen, almost 50% of all the things that we use today a
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