Learning and growing go on.

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It all seems yesterday, I changed from that arrogant me to loyal me. From doing for only myself to doing for people. From dreaming to change me to dreaming to change the society.
Time has passed. I have come a long way with all my thought, emotions, and belief.
You are not who you were yesterday. You will not be who you are today. it's all about growing, realizing, and understanding every bit of step you take towards that one day when you stop breathing and leave everything. Everybody has to die. I have a lot of time before that, to impact on people, find their happiness on their misery. Time will pass.  I realize how The world is still running when my eyes are still closed. The worry of freedom from school was different. The feeling to reach that state, the energy was different. You personify different qualities.
You reach to every point you desire. Everything is all about how u work and how u are focused, on what u believe
Time has passed.
The joy of being at high school was different. I still have that memory, the very first day at high school where I don't know, where my classes were. I don't know a single person and in between 1200 students, I asked myself looking at the tallest building of KMC from basketball court ."will the college offer me what I was thriving for". "will I justify my enormous thrust of learning to deeper new ideas" and will I be able to make that circle in the zone.
The days passed.
I got some of the brilliant minds and well--mannered friend.  I was learning, I was thinking. I was carving a new path within myself. High school gave me exactly what I was searching for, the beautiful lesson, the beautiful dream and the beautiful habits. It was weird. it was beautiful.
All those quests with friends were brilliant. Thank you for the phase and time in life where I could totally understand my inner sense of what I belong and my capability to do work.
The time was different. Time has passed.
Growing with the time is natural. you go through different periods and you realize it's worth its importance.
Coming to college is my choice of understanding different topics and my choice of changing the unchanged environment. It is beautiful. The education is helping me to see how technology is impacting peoples lives and how my thrust of helping can be made so easy with these. I am enjoying I am preparing myself. I have a small group. I have a beautiful environment.
Learning and growing go on. your path towards your thought is carving.
It is beautiful and worthy.
Everything will connect. every day will help us. Timing and learning is the method for the beautiful future. I am healthy physically and mentally. Every place I travel, I am learning different aspects of life. Travelling has helped my senses work even better. I love doing it reaching out, finding problems, and go get the solutions. I love to work getting out of my comfort zones. I love challenges. I love to help my people. You smile and my smile is generated. Every day I am pushing myself to a new path, new learning.
 Time will pass with every second, with every minute and with every hour. The day passing by a day is getting me closer to that one day when I die. Before, my thrust and quest will be all filled up
And I will say with a bright beautiful smile goodbye.

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