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 Last few days I have been travelling a lot. Had a lots of good and very bad experiences. When you go to some places it is very hard to figure out where exactly you have ended up. You know, english doesn't come very handy when you go to rural areas. The funniest thing that I have noticed is that, when you ask some students about a way out off the local roads they don't seem to understand very well, but if you ask the same to rickshaw walas they manages to help us some how. I dont know whats the logic behind this. maybe its because of their job, i mean they gets to meet many people from different areas with different culture and languages daily. We literally got trapped at some transport bus stand. That was a really huge bus stand and the rush over there was unimaginable.There were flyovers going from everywhere and each flyover leads you to different terminal. Buses had bus no.s along with the place name written in their colloquial language.What the hell, how would we kn...

For a last couple of months  i have been thinking about what i want to write.When i think of writing about the movie, the next thought would be to write about my traveling and the following thought would be to about to write about the people i meet and last but not the least i would end up in not to write until i got something to write about. As the months passed by i recognized that, that day would never come.So i planned to write about something, may be out of order to write what ever pops in my head. In my school i had been assigned to work on a speech, its just a class assessment.The day my teacher told me about this crap, i had been worrying over this again and again.But a few days earlier i recalled that i used to be good at it and my teachers used to appreciate me.And now when i heard about the same speech thing from my new teacher of english, i had this strange feeling that whether i could handle such pressure.The last thing i thought about this was that, how could time ...