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Another circle

When I joined the Polytechnic in Vechoochira, after completing my pre-degree from NSS College, Pandalam, I was deeply upset about losing my old friends. My brother patted my shoulder and said, “Wherever you go, you’ll find new friends in that circle. No one can always have the same friends from school.”

He was right. From Holy Angels, our village, the pre-degree days, Manimandiram, Madrassa, Vechoochira, Kozhikode, Kollam, Trivandrum, then Bahrain — and now in Delhi — life kept bringing new people into my journey.

I’ve realized that I can adapt to any new culture and workspace, and that’s how I keep growing new friendships. Now in Delhi, we’re planning to explore the city more together — and my new friends are already supporting me. I’ve even set a schedule for it. 

...time starts now..


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