India, Thoughts

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Sometimes when life is going in 180 km/hour and I don’t know what’s truth or just a dream I plug in one of numerous external hard drives to see what really did happen this past three years when my old class mates have been busy getting engaged, producing kids and get an education. And by just open one folder named “Edited” my heart slows down and I realize it wasn’t just a dream, I’ve actually been to India.

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