Amrit Sharma
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Genius, Playboy, philanthropist and you will know soon who I Am!!!!!
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The Christmas when I fall in love ❤️
The Christmas when I fall in love ❤️ It was my first Christmas without my family in different country, so that was my reason for not to celebrate Christmas on the other hand I never celebrated Christmas because I never cared about it, it was just an extra holiday in my country. But one time something special happened that made me believe in Christmas and its miracles.
By Amrit Sharma4 years ago in Confessions
My Second Last Train
My Second last Train 🚂 it’s been a while am resident of Australia but still it feels hard because I’m far from my family my friends alone on my own. in my home country my daily routine was wake up eat sleep vision I enjoy every single time of my life but then my stupid friends starts working growing up so I had to do something and in my what’s the time I decided to go abroad for studies and work. now everything is changed I had to wake up with the annoying ringtone of my alarm I need to cook for myself for the rest of the day I need to hop on the train is on time so I won’t be late for my classes and further for my work. around 6 am in the morning I woke up and make coffee have shower get ready for a long day then at around 08:03 am I took a train to City then took a tram at 8:47 am to my college after finishing college at 2:40 pm I go to my job around 3:30 pm tell 10:30 pm then for returning back home I need to catch the Second last train to my Suburb. this is my daily routine. my life was going smooth like this daily routine every day same old thing every night I got tired fed up with myself went to sleep wake up with the same attitude is sleep work until the day I missed my Second last train to my home.
By Amrit Sharma4 years ago in Fiction
House in my neighbourhood
Part 1 Growing up, I had always been the type of person who loved to explore and go on adventures. I was never afraid of anything. even when I planned to study abroad stay alone, I never thought that I'm going to be alone or scared no one going to help me, without my family I handle everything like a champ. Now am living in a house with a bunch of my friends that were all about doing crazy things and scaring each other. it is having a great time of my life I'm having fun enjoying myself with my friends. we do lots of things together such as watching movies, going for road trips campaign we are really having a great time all together. one of our fun activity is to go for buy some groceries and food stuff for the home on the way there is an empty house in our neighborhood, since the day we moved in there we never saw anyone. So, whenever me and my housemates pass through the house, we try to joke around spooky stories about the house, one said the drug dealers use this spooky house to hide their drugs and money. other said may be some old couple stayed there and died so no one come here now. and my theory was someone killed someone here and now her spirit haunting this house. and my theory come to life when I came to know that one of letter allegedly delivered on that address. As I can know that is a genuine mistake by an employee who misplaced the number 7 with 17 and this is how I end up in the mess that led me to solve the mystery of the house.
By Amrit Sharma4 years ago in Fiction
