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17th January, 2018

It’s been a day in which all my energy, hope and willingness was being sucked from me just like the dementors sucked the soul out of a wizard in Harry Potter.

All I wanted to do was to escape from the sucking feeling was a peaceful place, preferably dark and cold, a blanket, a book, or a TV where I could watch the cricket match of India vs South Africa and the result could be different from India losing the match pathetically.

Instead, I did nothing like that and pretended all day long that everything was okay, speaking as less as I could and doing what I was supposed to do.

Tomorrow is going to be a long day, too.

words for the day

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