I often remember my past. I often revive the bad times I've went through. I remember the lessons I learned from it, the mistakes I made, the people who ignored me, the people who mocked me and the people who held me together. Sometimes I lean on the window while travelling in a bus and recollect my memories and take a deep breath. I'll think about the people who talked to me and gave me the hand during my hard times, with a smile. I remember my mistakes. About my religious and political deviations, about the big worlds of thought that I have entered, about my changed views and opinions..! I remember the little places I've visited, the people I've met, the movies I've seen and many more, which sometimes lead to never-ending thoughts! Besides all, I even try to erase off some of them from my memory. They say, "You've changed a lot!" Yes.. I often try to remember how I've changed to the person I am now. Once reaching the stop, I'll get down th...
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