Saying goes... when the going gets tough ...... the tough gets going... but I guess for me it gets only tougher. Was expecting a good news for quite some time.... was hoping things would turn up as I wanted... had prayed fervently.... any ways the dark clouds are really overhead for me. Feeling really low.... a bengali song is coming to my mind.. ' ek ek ta din mashrin... bhortheke shuru kore raater shojja.. ek ek ta din boro berangin..'( some days are smooth from the dawn to the dusk... some days are colourless...)
Looking back, last month was hectic ...chaotic but positive in all terms.... this month started on a grim note... Deep within I guess I can't kill the optimist in me... and hence still hoping against hope.Hope ..the only refuge that you have... the only feeling.. that keeps you alive and kicking... hope .. the only flame that would keep the spirits high.... Hope ... we need you desperately... today.. here in Pat... in the corridors of TAJ.... in Kidderpore... hope we need you today and tomorrow...
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