Sometimes words won't express our feelings

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Having a deadly combination of soft rain, the fragrance of soil and the beginning of an academic year. A new year, a new 11th std batch in Summit Junior College, Mumbai. The campus was like chaos, a complete fish market as it was just the beginning of an academic year. Young talented students, some over smart ones and some with low esteem. Few were meeting after board exams and few were in search of new friends. Railings, staircase, canteen were overwhelmed. Majority of them were standing in a g