Present surged ahead to meet janus-faced future. Star of yesterday lost its lustre in the dead of midnight.
Yesterday is no more! One more day has gone by!! It is time for celebration.
A past is pronounced dead, amidst deafening sound of crackers. A past is laid to rest in the depths of darkness.
It is buried ceremoniously in golden coffin
It is time for change. It is time for new values. It is time for new dreams, enticing new world of dreams
A new star shines up in the sky. A bright new day is born. A day of new dreams is singing hymn of new star
Has old past lost out to a young future, a dream of tomorrow? ... or is it just another cycle of changes?
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