Just Gone Away Like Anything

Just Gone Away Like Anything

When year started, we don’t know but now it came to an end. 2015 was a year of many good happenings and many miss happenings too. It was year in which many people tried unite the world, make every person equal while some were there who always tried to kill the good minds. This year’s UN summits were bit positive ones while terrorist attack in Paris just before Paris climate conference was totally opposite. But if we individually try to think what significant happened in each month of year 2015, we are not able to name things and especially me falls in the category of these peoples. This year I think that something different I did was have developed writing habit and a bit love for photography and nature which are both shown by above photograph. This year I wrote articles and poems too, not published anywhere but still. This was the year 2015 that Just Gone Away Like Anything.  


As its New Year’s Eve, Lets think of what good we will take from 2015 and what bad we will turn into good in 2016. Good things on the top are habit for writing and love for photography and nature. Bad things which I will turn into good things are not having a proper studying timetable and not waking up on time.This much talk was about “I” but now about “us”. We will try ever moment to help the poor and needy, stop polluting the environment and make others too, and in few words,  stop the wrong. So Lets Hope Good Hope Nice and Make The Class of 2016 .



                           Feel “Twenty” And Look “Sixteen”



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