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Physical beauty is valued.Fake people are loved more.Partiality is core in every place.Reservation system is killing the development of India.No one thinks good for you except your parents. I repeat, no one!Very few friends are happy with your success. Most of your bffs leave you. “No forever!”Most of the present relationships have no future. They are made to break up one day.Everyone has feelings which are hard to hide but difficult to express.There is no relationship name given for: “friends <_______<love”People will call you “cheap” if you do fashion and “behenji” if you are simple. You can no way make people stop saying bullshits.We are getting addicted to the internet day by day!Most of the students are even today forced to pursue engineering and medical.Marriages are not always happy.All relatives don't think of your goodwill.90% people you meet in life , backstab you.We waste most of our time in jealousy.You can get good education only if you are financially stable.Headache really sucks.Life of a divorcee is too tough. Not for work but for the taunts they get to hear daily.People read your answer till last point,but don't upvote :(Edit:I didn't mean to hurt anyone or question equality for the sc/st. What I meant was that there should be Equality!!!!!!!! Equality between general and obc. Instead of giving special preference, they all are treated equally and are given opportunities on the basis of talent . That would be true sense of equality. Reservation system favours inequality rather than abolishing it.

In 1835, Felix Dujardin was the first person to observe the living substance and called it “sarcode”.In 1940, J. E. Purkinje gave it a name i.e. “protoplasm – the first substance”.In 1868, T. H. Huxley described protoplasm as the “physical basis of life”. It was also described as “substance of life” or “living material”.Au revoir ♥

This (on the right) is Joe Arridy.Joe hugging his mom.Joe was a severely mentally challenged man, with an IQ of 46. Despite zero physical evidence, he was sentenced to death. He was convicted on the basis of a false confession. (Since then, numerous studies have shown that mentally disabled persons are more liable to make false confessions.)He was convicted for a crime he didn’t commit. He spent his days on death row playing with a set of wooden toy trains the warden had given him, smiling, and generally happy. He was well liked by the guards and prisoners alike.He couldn’t understand the concept of execution. When the warden told him he was going to die, Joe said, “No, no, Joe won’t die.”The Clinic by Marguerite Young is about Arridy:“In the corridor a toy train pursuedIts tracks past countryside and painted stationOf tinny folk. The doomed man’s eyes were gluedOn these, he was the tearless oneWho waited unknowing why the warden weptAnd watched the toy train with the prisonerWho watched the train, or ate, or simply slept.The warden wrote a sorry letter,“The man you kill tonight is six years old,He has no idea why he dies,”Yet he must die in the room the state has walledTransparent to its glassy eyes.”He was exonerated in 2011, 72 years too late. Requiescat In Pace, Joe.(Post-script: It’s okay to cry)