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He had a CGPA of 9.7 and was obviously very intelligent. He got a lucrative job in his campus selection. A fat pay package and lot of perks. A job which anyone would die for. His nature of job required him to do things which borderlined on being dishonest . Something which he loathed. Being a man of principles he refused the offer placing his integrity above materialistic pleasures. He knew he would find greener pastures being a confident youth. Hence compromising on his principles was never an option he considered. Image Source your Quote #LucrativeBT#BoostThyself#BTTalks#yqbaba

He had a CGPA of 9.7 and was obviously very intelligent. He got a lucrative job in his campus selection. A fat pay package and lot of perks. A job which anyone would die for. His nature of job required him to do things which borderlined on being dishonest . Something which he loathed. Being a man of principles he refused the offer placing his integrity above materialistic pleasures. He knew he would find greener pastures being a confident youth. Hence compromising on his principles was never an option he considered. Image Source your Quote #LucrativeBT#BoostThyself#BTTalks#yqbaba

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It was neither the riches nor the lucrative job he held that attracted her to him. It was his simplicity and humility that propelled her towards him. His nature of treating everyone with respect irrespective of their social status earned him her respect. She loved him for his richness in quality, not merely for the comfortable life he would provide her with in life. Image Source your Quote #LucrativeBT#BoostThyself#BTTalks#Yqbaba#Yqdidi

It was neither the riches nor the lucrative job he held that attracted her to him. It was his simplicity and humility that propelled her towards him. His nature of treating everyone with respect irrespective of their social status earned him her respect. She loved him for his richness in quality, not merely for the comfortable life he would provide her with in life. Image Source your Quote #LucrativeBT#BoostThyself#BTTalks#Yqbaba#Yqdidi

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★Happy Birthday Mum★ Hello World,I met a blessing hand Happiest blood in this evergreen land She's my favorite writer,My YQ mom Live more like the Rose blossom... She defines all the odds so ease Like a ray comes from the hectic haze The way she renders her emotion One can get amused as being her Son... I wish her happy age with utmost love Like One gets the gift of heaven dove In my next life,i wish i could be her Son May Lord add my whole years in her life span... I'm sorry,Being late in the race,i just gotta know...Hope I'm forgiven😉. Happy birthday to the most iconic mom,I wish you great age,love,a

★Happy Birthday Mum★ Hello World,I met a blessing hand Happiest blood in this evergreen land She's my favorite writer,My YQ mom Live more like the Rose blossom... She defines all the odds so ease Like a ray comes from the hectic haze The way she renders her emotion One can get amused as being her Son... I wish her happy age with utmost love Like One gets the gift of heaven dove In my next life,i wish i could be her Son May Lord add my whole years in her life span... I'm sorry,Being late in the race,i just gotta know...Hope I'm forgiven😉. Happy birthday to the most iconic mom,I wish you great age,love,a

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Success To taste success, I learnt to give up any baggage of excess. And in the simple gathering of family and friends, In my workstation with books, diary and pens, I could sense the unadulterated joy of success hidden. - Full poem in caption Success I worked hard since my childhood, In studies, In co-curricular activities, Scoring grades pretty good. I grew up, College, Universi

Success To taste success, I learnt to give up any baggage of excess. And in the simple gathering of family and friends, In my workstation with books, diary and pens, I could sense the unadulterated joy of success hidden. - Full poem in caption Success I worked hard since my childhood, In studies, In co-curricular activities, Scoring grades pretty good. I grew up, College, Universi

Smruti Ranjan mohanty

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S0METHING I LOOK AT-157 In memory of my beloved teacher Abhilash Chandra Nayak on his 26th death anniversary In me You inculcated the interest To read English In me You created the urge to write in English From you What I Require From Life was the first lesson I received You changed my priorities Changed my attitude towards life Changed my passion and Poetry became my obsession During my long period of unemployment When everybody lost interest in me You told my niece ' Go and tell your uncle not to lose hope, For him, the sky is the limit' Your astrology and faith in me Stood the test of time And proved many wrong including me. Your love for English literature Few can fathom Still, fewer can feel your love For the students you reared Like your son. Very few can match your English The way you captivated your students Steered many to perfection. Because of u and our headmaster, the students of Our heritage school are proficient in English, Nowhere face defeat, all are so accomplished In your subject, Because of your dedicated spirit. By your grace I am in literature Reading and writing Whenever I get time To satisfy the urge Delicately planted in me Long back when I was at your feet But do not know Where do I stand? My beloved teacher is not with me To tell me where I erred What to do, what not to To guide me to reach a destination and experience A consciousness, So higher, so richer. Time has changed People have changed But your love and blessings For your students remained the same Remained the same respect and adoration of the Students you schooled and groomed For whom you still matter Who fondly remember How you sacrificed your pleasure A lucrative career for them In an age when people only obsessed With themselves Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty S0METHING I LOOK AT-157 In memory of my beloved teacher Abhilash Chandra Nayak on his 26th death anniversary In me You inculcated the int

S0METHING I LOOK AT-157 In memory of my beloved teacher Abhilash Chandra Nayak on his 26th death anniversary In me You inculcated the interest To read English In me You created the urge to write in English From you What I Require From Life was the first lesson I received You changed my priorities Changed my attitude towards life Changed my passion and Poetry became my obsession During my long period of unemployment When everybody lost interest in me You told my niece ' Go and tell your uncle not to lose hope, For him, the sky is the limit' Your astrology and faith in me Stood the test of time And proved many wrong including me. Your love for English literature Few can fathom Still, fewer can feel your love For the students you reared Like your son. Very few can match your English The way you captivated your students Steered many to perfection. Because of u and our headmaster, the students of Our heritage school are proficient in English, Nowhere face defeat, all are so accomplished In your subject, Because of your dedicated spirit. By your grace I am in literature Reading and writing Whenever I get time To satisfy the urge Delicately planted in me Long back when I was at your feet But do not know Where do I stand? My beloved teacher is not with me To tell me where I erred What to do, what not to To guide me to reach a destination and experience A consciousness, So higher, so richer. Time has changed People have changed But your love and blessings For your students remained the same Remained the same respect and adoration of the Students you schooled and groomed For whom you still matter Who fondly remember How you sacrificed your pleasure A lucrative career for them In an age when people only obsessed With themselves Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty S0METHING I LOOK AT-157 In memory of my beloved teacher Abhilash Chandra Nayak on his 26th death anniversary In me You inculcated the int

Smruti Ranjan mohanty

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SOMETHING I LOOK AT-56 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY SCHOOL IS CELEBRATING ITS 75TH FOUNDATION DAY ON 12.1.19. AND 13.1.19 MY SCHOOL(ALANAHAT HIGH SCHOOL) BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY i know not how much i love her how much i crave for her how much i miss her miss her delicate touch her scenic beauty and serene atmosphere she is in the heart of my heart in the soul of my soul and my whole being is possessed by her i see in her beauty and virtue personified love and passion agglomerated in her a panacea to all my maladies an asylum for my tired mind and limbs she is my love Alanahat High School where i truly lived where once walked the greats of our time where i was groomed and schooled with my contemporary heroes and heroines who shined and dazzled in every field and left their footprints on the mosaic of time that was my school, where teachers were gurus, students were sisyas and the school was a gurukula, where nothing but love, commitment and concern reigned nothing but the betterment of the students and the school mattered that is my school where the sun never sets love never fades winds never stop blowing the queen of seasons at its fascinating best where goddess saraswati truly resides where the atmosphere still vibrates with the aroma and charisma of teachers and students of bygone days far from the material world and its glittering outlay stands my school majestically on the bank of the devi river where come students from various nook and corner to fulfil their aspirations and have with them the symbol and dignity of the school forever when there were no electricity, telephone and little means of communication our school had an auditorium, a science lab, a big library, a cinema projector, a generator and a mini stadium debates were held every week, where discussed and deliberated everything under the sun varying from regional to international scenario, from current affairs to french and russian revolution. that was my school where teachers were more like fathers, the epitome of love and commitment who left lucrative jobs and big money to work in this remote corner where there was no scope to further their career under their shadow, love and compassion the school grew and developed excelled in every field, be it in academics, sports, oratory or literature our head teacher was an encyclopaedia a complete man with a clear vision the pivot around which the school revolved and reached the zenith of glory and success the stories he used to tell in evening still, guide his students shining and showing the way to millions in different corners the teachers of our school were adept in all subjects, from mathematics to sanskrit, from english to geography, everything was in their domain, students were never taught but made to learn among other things the values and dignity of life the school stood on the sacrifice of the teachers who preferred a rural school to modern amenities and the students who never let their teachers down and shined in every field given an option i would love to go back to my school to those awesome dreamy days to that relationship, captivating and full to those friends for whom one can live and die to those revered teachers who were god incarnate to that spellbinding atmosphere, a dream for many i would love to walk miles on barefoot under the scorching heat of sun and pears of shower i would love to dance on my school corridor play cricket and sprint on the field i would love to gather me, my love and dreams shattered in the flow tide of time and that innocent smile i lost somewhere in between ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #Glow SOMETHING I LOOK AT-56 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY SCHOOL IS CELEBRATING ITS 75TH FOUNDATION DAY ON 12.1.19. AND 13.1.19 MY SCHOOL(A

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-56 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY SCHOOL IS CELEBRATING ITS 75TH FOUNDATION DAY ON 12.1.19. AND 13.1.19 MY SCHOOL(ALANAHAT HIGH SCHOOL) BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY i know not how much i love her how much i crave for her how much i miss her miss her delicate touch her scenic beauty and serene atmosphere she is in the heart of my heart in the soul of my soul and my whole being is possessed by her i see in her beauty and virtue personified love and passion agglomerated in her a panacea to all my maladies an asylum for my tired mind and limbs she is my love Alanahat High School where i truly lived where once walked the greats of our time where i was groomed and schooled with my contemporary heroes and heroines who shined and dazzled in every field and left their footprints on the mosaic of time that was my school, where teachers were gurus, students were sisyas and the school was a gurukula, where nothing but love, commitment and concern reigned nothing but the betterment of the students and the school mattered that is my school where the sun never sets love never fades winds never stop blowing the queen of seasons at its fascinating best where goddess saraswati truly resides where the atmosphere still vibrates with the aroma and charisma of teachers and students of bygone days far from the material world and its glittering outlay stands my school majestically on the bank of the devi river where come students from various nook and corner to fulfil their aspirations and have with them the symbol and dignity of the school forever when there were no electricity, telephone and little means of communication our school had an auditorium, a science lab, a big library, a cinema projector, a generator and a mini stadium debates were held every week, where discussed and deliberated everything under the sun varying from regional to international scenario, from current affairs to french and russian revolution. that was my school where teachers were more like fathers, the epitome of love and commitment who left lucrative jobs and big money to work in this remote corner where there was no scope to further their career under their shadow, love and compassion the school grew and developed excelled in every field, be it in academics, sports, oratory or literature our head teacher was an encyclopaedia a complete man with a clear vision the pivot around which the school revolved and reached the zenith of glory and success the stories he used to tell in evening still, guide his students shining and showing the way to millions in different corners the teachers of our school were adept in all subjects, from mathematics to sanskrit, from english to geography, everything was in their domain, students were never taught but made to learn among other things the values and dignity of life the school stood on the sacrifice of the teachers who preferred a rural school to modern amenities and the students who never let their teachers down and shined in every field given an option i would love to go back to my school to those awesome dreamy days to that relationship, captivating and full to those friends for whom one can live and die to those revered teachers who were god incarnate to that spellbinding atmosphere, a dream for many i would love to walk miles on barefoot under the scorching heat of sun and pears of shower i would love to dance on my school corridor play cricket and sprint on the field i would love to gather me, my love and dreams shattered in the flow tide of time and that innocent smile i lost somewhere in between ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #Glow SOMETHING I LOOK AT-56 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY SCHOOL IS CELEBRATING ITS 75TH FOUNDATION DAY ON 12.1.19. AND 13.1.19 MY SCHOOL(A

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~Chapter 39— % & Catch up with all the episodes! Tap #AWUTS ! SHOWDOWN ( II ) ------------------------------- It was almost time for the engagement

~Chapter 39— % & Catch up with all the episodes! Tap #AWUTS ! SHOWDOWN ( II ) ------------------------------- It was almost time for the engagement