Every year the glory of the past that our country beholds brightened me up, made me believe that how-so-ever untidy or faulty the present is, it would transform to shine in the future.
This time too, I feel the same. Only, the feeling was deliberated, and appeared more like a fantasy world of the Grandma's stories. Period.
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The desire to change it for the better still fumes, and so, I do what I can do best.
Do my duties sincerely.
Just think, What if everyone whole-heartedly did what they were meant to do?
True, Sincere, Just - My Future, My Nation.
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