Editor's Message

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You can rise up from anything..
You can completely recreate yourself..
Nothing is permanent..
You are not stuck..
And all that matters is that you decide today and never look back !

Hello everybody!

       It's been a productive 7 week since we started our English Blog. We are the last group to be in this blog and we are so glad for that.

       As we all know, this year,2020 has been rough to us. As day by day the news are getting worse and worse since 2020 started. But we are getting used to it. We cannot blame the year but we should accept the reality and we have to change.

       Here, in our blog, we are mainly concentrating on the CURRENT AFFAIRS HAPPENED IN THIS PANDEMIC YEAR. 
So we all hope the  sincere support from your side.
Thank you.

HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY

                      - Ziyana
                        (Editor of 2nd group)


Group members

- Neha Backer
-Hafeefa Thasni P
-Nasreena OK
-Fathima Hasna C
-Fathima Rishma KP
-Fathima Rifa MK
-Nanditha K

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