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REAL CELEB OF MY LYF

        Real celebration is not when you do masti with your mates..dance with your friends.. throw a party to your social beings..drink like hell..sleep like fool unconsciously and then feel sick....
        Celebration time is that when your eyes are filled with tears..your heart smiles..your mind feel very comfort..when your friend relieves her pain by hugging you...Only silence is prevailing with loads of smiles around but still you find doing masti.. Its when your friends have something to tell about you.. tell how much they care for you..tell how much they missed you.. tell how much they love you...It's that time when you feel that there are many for U and making you realize that U have a special place in their hearts..

               A very thanks to all my dear friends who made me so emotional and making me still.When I really see you people after 6 years of my journey and remembering the place we have left all the memories has no place in the live world.:/
              YES!!! I celebrated it.I am celebrating it with full of tears in my eye. The foundation of relations are made by you people in my life.I am glad that i met you people and I am very lucky that I have seen you people. I AM CELEBRATING IT.. I AM CELEBRATING YOUR LOVE...
                                                      LOVE YOU ALL !!!
          

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