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Pushpanjal Baruah
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Virtuous Life..
What
if you aren’t born a hero? You
can die as one. What
if you aren’t born rich? You
can live as one. What
if you aren’t that happy? You
can start being one. What
if you aren’t a winner? Push
off the limit once. What
if you aren’t the best? You
may inspire...

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Virtuous Life..
What
if you aren’t born a hero? You
could die as one. What
if you aren’t born rich? You
can live as one. What
if you aren’t that happy? You
can start being one. What
if you aren’t a winner? Push
off the limit once. What
if you aren’t the best? You
may inspi...

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Being Socially Liberal!!
I followed her everywhere, tracing into every nook
of the digital medium. From facebook to linkedin, and bloggers to wordpress, there
could be a very small number where I may have spared her. Every piece of information
helped me to know her a little and by ...

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Aideu 2014
After a long time I am writing again and I think I
need to. Indeed, I should let everyone know how I banged 2014. It was a great
year with no doubt. Every single day was a lesson, a treat and lots more. Days
went by, months passed and now I am standing watc...

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The 'Modi'fied Brand
I feel lucky to witness such a historic moment in
India and see there is no one losing the match; it’s just Mr.Modi winning it
all. There was no competition, it was all one sided. Congratulations to Mr.Modi
for such a wonderful victory. Mr.Modi doesn’t win ...

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"Louve" @ teens:
I bet it’s only when you have the first crush on
someone, becomes the best days or the sweetest memories of your life. Probably,
the school days are considered to be the best days and one always want to buy
the time back when we are in school. But more to i...

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Letter to my dad
Dear Dad, I am out with a pen and piece of paper in my hand, still
blank and unable to decide what I want to write down. I thought of writing to
you before but my hands never took the guts neither my head took the pain. I don’t
know what I will be sharing t...

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