I AM DESH DEEPAK NOW RECALLING ABOUT MY JOURNEY I didn't know that so how passed these years. I thank God that I remember every moment from my childhood memories to the story of youth. Lemme tell you one thing that I am a norm. Now I come to my story... The thing is about the time when the keypad was the era of phones. I lived in Delhi. When I was five years old, I remember that I had an operation in Safdarjung hospital. I remember only a few things of that time, just everybody come to see me. We had a poor family. Dad didn't even do any job. Then my Nana Ji take me to go home. My story starts with that.....☺️ I am a very erratic boy. Four members in my family, first my father Sudam prasad, second my mom kumari nilam Sinha , Then I was admitted to Progressive School (bArh, bihar) in fifth class. My life began to be staggered, Some friends became ours, some of whom were good, some were bad, I didn't realize that my life would be ruined so much from there.i had a frnd...
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