|Call, by Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh|
They said, the last bell rang for me to go which I disagreed. I suspect, someone rang the bell without authority. I am sure they unduly depreciated my worth, diverted it to others and rang the bell for me to go. I shouted then, return my worth I am still going strong and wish to go more miles. Yet my voice feeble not heard.
|Posted: 2018-10-23 13:21:11 UTC|
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