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CHOICE!!

CHOICES!!!! When you're been a part of this world the most difficult part to stay here is to take decisions and in this period of time the choice which your have to make can make you the leader to a common man...its funny right that our decision is deciding our future..but its also true from which we can't overcome it....
According to me choice are like the chapter of probability in my math textbook..cause if you understand it, you crack it..and after all that's all you need to be a wise guy in the crowd....My views towards choice are always stumbling cause I am not the guy who makes perfect choice I too mistaken sometimes and its okay to be a part of it...mistake are proves that at least I tried it instead of raising my hands.....


Sun didn't got choice, but we got..


Let me elaborate it a little imagine two random guy 'A' and 'B' . The guy 'A' is bookworm, has got A+ degree and passed from a well known university, whereas on the other hand guy 'B' is not a bookworm but smart enough, not got A+ degree and passed from a adequate university. They both have went for the same job interview and has been asked the same question now there jobs depend on the answer of how they are elaborating it, not on their degree,university just on that single answer which can change their lifestyle....This is the moment were you got judge by your choice because at the end the company wants a employee who can tackle situation instead of running from it......

I don't want to say who passed the interview because I want you to think who would have scored it and made a perfect choice....

-stillwriting

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