Today i’m sitting enclosed around muddy walls of this old house remembering those old days, that childhood.My days this reticent person that today i’m was not always like this.
This heart has felt that moments which i pray never should happen to anyone.
People don’t understand me,i don’t expect them to..coz they haven’t felt,seen what i have.
But let it,now it’s time to rise above everything i have committed myself to my dream.i’m here at my hometown devlali,the place of indian army artillery.
After so many years i’m here…..