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Hope things are good with all my blog readers (if anybody reads it). I have started working for GECA as a vice chairman for education. I am looking forward to provide facilities to the youth but not limited to, so that they come to one plateform and add thier potionals to make a big whole. Having said that I feel that their is some generation gap between youth and adults (in most of the cases people determine thier generation). What is required at the moment is forget that gap come close to work togather. When I was young I had emotions to help but did not know how to help and when I am adult I know how to help but do not want youth to kill my emotions. It is like when I had teeth I did not have food and when I have food I do not have teeth. Anyway visit GECA website www.geca.org.pk and send me your valuable comments.
Tayib

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