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Bhumi Bhansali
As I entered a space full of spikes. It felt like entering a forest where trees are replaced by spikes. The tall spikes looked like Ancient trees while the small one looked like a newborn cactus. It was like getting lost in a maze where every step needed to be taken carefully without hurting. Moving forward felt like in a giant thorn jungle where the wrong move can create trouble. I was unable to find a way to come out. In search of my route, I am getting more and more confused. My mind went blind. Not understanding what to do. In this case I am just walking ahead. It's more or less looking like a desert of Rajasthan where only the lands are visible.
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