The memories of the bygone era..the moments of the old world...the characters of the last act...the love for the left ones...!!! The scent of the first rain...the feel of sleepless nights..the fear of new environment...the failed attempt to be calm...the tickle of the pleasant chaos....the charm of mathewness...the desperate attempt of class participation...the planning of an unprecented date...the anticipitation of great moments ahead....the aspiration of a great future...Nasha to ye naya sa hai...
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