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VITA

Lost in Direction I was...
Everything in me what I could see were flaws...

I could see a light from which hope was sparkling...
And I took it as my last chance on which I was counting...

The journey started with a good sign...
And I wished it never decline...

Along the way I came across many experiences...
All of them sharpened my edges...

And so I allowed myself into it completely...
As I knew it would make me shine brightly...

I went with the flow and followed where ever it took me...
And whatever I found, it always blossomed me...

Now as the journey is on its completion...
I am also heading towards my graduation...

I have no words to describe the journey...
All I could say is… It was like a soothing hand to heal my agony...

It is my important component...
VITA is Vital Ingredient Towards my Accomplishment...

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Abhishek Gorale

A software engineer by profession and a curious blogger by will. An ambivert who balances his creative and geeky sides.


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