ETERNAL HOPE

Eternal Hope You know you've started to settle in, when the “they's” changes into “we”.
When you start saying “We have a 30 minutes long break” instead of saying “They have a 30 minutes long break”.
This is when you realize there actually is hope for you in the new life. Hope for friends, hope for the similar old life.
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I've always felt that I am a football being kicked from one group of friends to another. All I have ever wanted to be is the goalpost, not because I want people to come to me, but because I want that one person to stay beside me no matter what.

Finding this “one” person is not always easy. And once you find them , its even harder to leave them. In my class I see almost everyone has that one friend they confide in, trust and tell secrets to. I've found these people in my previous schools, with difficulty and mostly during the last months of mine at that place. Finding one here is going to take me time, and I am going to be patient. I'll have to be patient.
For now, i just try to talk to everyone, try my foot at all places, steer clear of those loose boards.


Comments

  1. S m agrawalJune 30, 2018 at 2:40 AM

    Good thought process.Emotions nivel expressed.Hope is a great curtir,one should never lose it.Good luck for The 'one'

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  2. S m agrawalJune 30, 2018 at 2:46 AM

    Let me correct my comment.
    Good thought process.Emotions nicely expressed.
    Hope is a great virtue,one should never part with it.
    Good luck for getting soon the'ONE'

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  3. S m agrawalSeptember 19, 2018 at 12:40 AM

    This is your dadu.The above comments were from me.
    Waiting for your new blog since then

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