Swinging between times

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Have a new story? no let's go to one.......................
Stories when written have some context and contemporary background, characters are important to built stories and they create abstruse selection of their choices according to situations, the difficulty in predicting the future of selections makes it interesting to read more But during then you have ever noticed that what about the underlying background which contain that story.... I know its unclear but think about the situation when you have burlesqued with one of your dearest friend and lost the love and commitment, is it you or your friend who had gone wrong or is it the situations which made your best champ against you....... I am going to talk about those fine details about my story so you get how and why all happens to Me and who we really are.
Delhi, a city of gigantic investment by government, a city of cool guys and hot girl, a city of choole and kulche and of course, a city where this story starts. It was a hot month of July when I was moving in 'killer' blue line bus in which most of the people use to travel. They are packed like McDonald's Veg surprise stuff and everybody used to wise to have his or her stop to be the first except me. Why because mostly I did not had idea where to go for an interview. People around me were busy in listening FM radio-a favorite time pass (best way to avoid fellow passenger) of NCR. I use to notice people around me were having void deep nostalgia into their hearts and same running life like amnesia of being busy.
My story was started not from Delhi but that was the first time I decided to write about it. Engineering was my choice for graduation from my childhood. But I landed to UPTU after crash of one of dreams called IIT-JEE. So the story converted from five point someone to sixty five point someone marks. We generally inter into engineering college with a dream of becoming CEO after leaving college then in second year of engineering we manage to dream about becoming Functional Manager and as time pass we think about being successful engineer in third year and finally in final year we come to know that we have added one name in unemployed graduate, this is beauty of learning laws of decay in physics.
Old college days when we use to crib about college administration were over and everybody has left college with sweet memories of friendship. I have chosen Delhi to my city of paradise search and so I was is bus at Ring road. Guys next to my seat were from some college and I was again in the paranoia of my old days of gossiping about hot girls in college. It is really amazing to see your past in other people's prospective when time has gone but it is like seeing deception point when you search the same city with different goals, first during college days for fun and movies and now for job search in recession....