As the applications for GATE 2015 have started, here is a brief on what is new this time. Checkout the full article for more details about what the changes would mean for students and some tips to how to approach the exam. What is new in the GATE 2015? The GATE score is valid for three years. All the registration process is made online.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015. You Are So Beautiful To Me. When someone stands for you. When most are against you. When someone declares your worth. When someone is brave enough. To show friendship and loyalty. At a cost to themselves. This is is a rare find. The black pearl in the oyster. A person to be cherished. Sunday, August 9, 2015. Grab Your Coat And Get Your Hat. A few nice words came my way.

Join me in practising Happiness! Welcome to the space where the magic of writing Haiku; Poems happens as the words born in my heart flow and quietly spill just like your smile does here in the NOW and I pick it and keep in my heart. Wednesday, August 12, 2015. Wounds from a Tight Grip. Wounds from a tight grip;. Hanging on threads of moments. Life seeks a soft touch. Sunday, August 9, 2015.

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The Day it all Stopped. The day my heart stopped. Well it was the day of my brain. I was studying, full concentration. No thoughts of a futuristic lover. The day my heart stopped,. I was rational and I was wise. It was like a prize, given by this life. I needed my heart no longer. The day my heart stopped,. I was mean and selfish they say,. I was ready to fight and burn it all away. I made them cry,.

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We could be an opera. If we tell it right. In the telling, remember. The tree on the hill. The moon followed us home. The Night We Saved the Moon. It was just past midnight when the moon fell from the sky. So I sit up at night and look to the sky for answers. Although the rains have stopped much o.

Bare glimpses of what I see. A randomly chosen Homo sapien. Never a pessimist, but not an inclined optimist too. A little of an introverted self-observer. And these buoyancies wander with no destinations or haven; leaving no trails behind. Time does seem to be enough but the enough sometimes starts ceasing. Tendencies shift; perceptions change; clumsiness gathers; but the basic instinctive saturations surface from the depths when its time.