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“Pallavi 🤍 – The White Heart”

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 Kab kya kyu aur kese hota hai ye sirf shri hari ke chor kisi ni pata hota… thik vese hi mujhe bhi ni pata tha ki Pallavi ka u mere zindagi kuch pal ka yaade chor ke jana.. mujhe Zindagi ki kuch yaadgar lamhe de kar dur jana.. mera toh na jane uskay kuch din tak kya hi haal tha.. mujhe sirf wahi last ka kissa baar baar dimag mai ghumta rahta.. uska bye bolna.. history ko sun mujhe yaad karni wali baat.. uska wo last turn and smile.. uffffff.. Jisko bhi mai ye kissa sunnata tha wo sirf ek cheez hi bolta ki.. bhai! Number kyu ni liye? aur mai har baar sirf ek hi answer deta… ni pata yrr! himmat hi ni hua.. aur number usnay bhi toh ni manga tha… ye bas do strangers ki mulakat thi jo baas sirf tab tak simit thi jab tak wo train apnay destination na pahuch jaati… Abe hatt yrr.. tu saale single hi marega!! ladhki etna hint di toh thi… tu bel budhii hi rah jayegaa….. Kher.. din beete.. hafte beete.. back to normal life.. wahi college.. wahi roj ka schedule.. aur essi bhaga dori mai ...
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The Seat Beside Me

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--------------------------------------A ONE-WAY FEELING-------------------------------------------------------- Ghar jana kisko nahi pasand, aur khaas kar tab jab aap kuch time se apne aapko regressly ghis rahe ho… ek woh lamha hi toh hai jab aap ghar jayein aur aapki mummy… aur bas unke bahon mein simat jaane ka mann kare… bas yahi sochte-sochte hum pahunche subah-subah ghar aur kya paaya… MAA (thode gusse mein): "Aa gaye… itna late kaise hua?" Me : "Arey maa, haal-chal le lo yaarrrr………" MAA : "Jao taiyar ho jao, pooja 11 baje se hai. Tumhare haathon se hi hoga Rudrabhishek………" Sab log pooja ki taiyari mein lag gaye… mehmaan bhi aane lage ek-ek kar ke… Bua… Mausi… Aunty… Uncle… Bhanja… Bhanji… etc. etc. Papa? Nahi, unko leave nahi mila, so woh nahi aa paye… Saari taiyari ho chuki thi, Pandit ji bas bahut late aaye the, around 4 PM. Aur pooja khatam hua 11 baje raat ko… Ab ussi raat meri train bhi thi wapas jaane ke liye… 4 AM morning… Sab l...
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"From Election Loss to Near Glory: The Rise of Team History"

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  POST-ELECTION: PART 2.... Elections Are Over… Now What? Inter-Departmental Sports Meet Inter-College Tennis Championship – Top 5 to be selected for Inter South Zone Championship So, elections were over. I went back to the hostel. My roommate, with his usual joyfulness, asked, "Shri, what happened?" I replied in a low, heavy tone, "What happened? It's all in fate. We lost. That’s it." Without another word, I went straight to sleep. From the room next door, I could hear the sounds of a party—probably a celebration. Maybe they had won. I didn’t bother. I just wanted silence. Sleep. The next day, everything returned to normal. We were back to class, back to routines. Of course, there were some jealous stares, a few awkward smiles. But it's okay. That’s common, right? The Announcement Weeks passed. Then, one day, Kavin entered the class with our Sports Department heads, Mr. Hareesh Sir and Mathuraman Sir. He boomed, “...
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THE BEGINNING: A SPARK IGNITES

Experience truly is the best teacher in life.  My journey at my college has been nothing short of a wild roller coaster—an exhilarating ride packed with relentless challenges, everyday discrimination, and moments that pushed me to my very limits. There were times when the weight of injustice and prejudice felt like it might crush me, but I stood tall, unwavering and unshaken. With every tear shed and every trial faced, I forged a resilience that only grew stronger—like steel that becomes sharper with every hit. It’s been a whirlwind, a chaotic mix of dal and chawal, each flavor teaching me lessons I’ll carry forever. Today, I want to share one of the most precious lessons of my life—an unforgettable moment that changed everything:  the election . Now, what’s the best feeling in the world? For me, it was the day I returned home after finishing my second year of college. I had been away for 55 long days, visiting Lucknow to spend precious moments with my loved ones. The days...
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