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One Event Changed My View for Life

  • Date Submitted: 01/28/2010 08:15 AM
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          Our life is a mixture of good and bad phases. The events that occur in our life, either good or bad, may create a great impact on our life. Usually believed that the basic nature of humans does not tend to change much and the same true with our ambitions. Many times, we believe that to change our life, something big must happen, like a big event or arrival of a great opportunity that can prove to be a turning point in phase of life but actually that may not be true. Even a small event may have potential to change how we live. In my life one accident, a sad one, created a long lasting impression for the rest of my life. Because of that unfortunate incident, I lost my left toe and my wallet. After this accident, my view for friends and friendship was changed. I became serious about life and so, I can able to understand value for others life.

          Wednesday, March 12, 2003, the day that I can never forget in my life. That the last day of my first semester of under graduation and I was planning to go back home from my school via train. I packed all of my belonging in one brief-case. I reached to the nearby railway station with my entire group of friends on that evening. After we got our tickets, waiting for our train to go home. I excited because almost after one month, I supposed to return home. The total distance from my school to home is about seven hours. The train had arrived a bit late than the regular arrival time. When I stepped in, I surprised, because the train was totally full. With great difficulty, I managed to find one space just to keep standing, and I put my luggage near my legs. After few minutes, the train departed towards different destinations.

          Finally I reached to my destination with great difficulty and the train became slow to stop. I found that so many people were waiting in queue to get out of the train. Hence, I too collected my baggage and stood near the door of train to get out. There was a mob of...

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