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This is my entry for  http://cokeurl.com/96jnc Many people whom we come across everyday have set goals to achieve what they call happiness. Some might have a promotion in their job as that goal, some might want a cooler car or better exam result. Yes, what they experience on achieving those goals is a close relative of happiness, but not the original phenomenon. Walking towards these goals, they are so focused on the ultimate destination that they forget to pick up pieces of the original feeling on their way. They are not able to see the numerous chances in their way that could provide them with happiness while treading towards their goals. The real happiness is in the way.  Happiness is spending time with your loved ones, your parents, your siblings and your friends. Watching their smiles and watching those smiles spill is happiness. Knowing what they'll do next and finding amusement in those deeds is happiness. Happiness is eating your mother's food after a long t

This is my entry for  https://housing.com All of us had to move away from home at one point of time in our lives. That may have been the first boarding school for some, or college, or a new country, or a job. At whichever step it was, we were packed heavy with lunch for the journey and snacks for a month with someone with tearful eyes at the departure point. For me that was back in July of 2011 when I just was over with school and was admitted to a college far from home. It all started with the joyous May of 2011 when the results of our last step of school life came. I secured a decent enough percentage to get myself into a good college, atleast according to previous year's cutoff. All was very happy when that dreadful week of June came and took away all the joy. The cutoffs were touching skies and I could do nothing but watch from the ground under. But that week ended too. It ended with me being enrolled in a college of national repute and a cultural background. It was Zakir

This is my entry for  https://housing.com/in Sometimes it happens that the most difficult of the times are cut short by few people who may or may not do much in real but the boost in morale they pump in you at those times in much more than any real thing any real person could do on any real day. This takes me back down on the memory lane to the fourth semester of my graduation in the summer of 2013. It was a dark semester for me overall. I was down for a month with typhoid in addition to a half month till it was diagnosed. Then just ten days prior to my exams, I was left with a heap of course to go through, a load of material to learn, and an infinite amount of panic. Thanks to my very lovely friends, it did get a little smooth in the middle. I got the "banned" notes which were just like cheat codes to my game altogether. But this story is not about it. This is the story of how some friends get into your trouble without giving any second thoughts and drag you out from th

This is my entry to  https://housing.com/lookup I've always wondered what could be that one thing that one could do towards well being of others without letting go off one's own interests. That may sound a bit anti-noble but that is what is true. There is a certain mentality which does not let a person go an extra mile against one's own direction. That is a kind of optimism ice always been searching, ironically on my own track. But that search of the midway ended in the summer of 2009 while I was in high school. That day was just like any other day. I dressed up for school on my regular morning routine and left the house for the taxistand. I luckily found a taxi even before reaching the stand. When the taxi reached the stand, the driver got down to gather more passengers. A usual action done in the morning hours by the kind. I sat near the window, looking out and breathing the morning freshness. At that time, I saw something. Something that sent a chill down my spine a