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Lucknow, India

We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public..... i was searching for some poem.... that may describe i,myself or me.... but none seemed so impressing.... as i only know,,,,the real me.... i am pragmatic, i am strong..... but emotional is the word that may mk me do the wrong.... i do smile,joke,laugh n hv fun..... bt deep down inside i do i hv worries,which mks me sumtyms dull..... i miss my school,my friends,those lovely days.... i miss that innocence,my fundoo group n i wish the tym would hv stayed.... i miss my grad days,my college,my gang of four.... the lovely late nites,the parties n the craving 4 more.... nothing is constant,nothing stays.... every