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*Growing Old is so disheartening filled with too much stress, perplexity and charade. Getting older made me to envision the malice in society and the world we live in, which is full of rapacious and self-centered human beings, lack of compassion and division of people on the grounds of ethnicity, economic inequalities . I have realized that childhood is the prime phase of life, where worries were the least , and i was ignorant from the cruel facts of life. I wish i was just a child and had not been exposed to cruel facts of life.*
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 12:11 PM UTC
Growing Old
*Growing Old is so disheartening filled with too much stress, perplexity and charade. Getting older made me to envision the malice in society and the world we live in, which is full of rapacious and self-centered human beings, lack of compassion and division of people on the grounds of ethnicity, economic inequalities . I have realized that childhood is the prime phase of life, where worries were the least , and i was ignorant from the cruel facts of life. I wish i was just a child and had not been exposed to cruel facts of life.*
asimjavid
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May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 12:11 PM UTC
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