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About Myself.

Hello, Myself  Hitaxi Bhatt I have completed my graduation from SNDT  Women's University. Mumbai.  I have also completed my B.ed from Saurashtra  University, Rajkot. and I m currently pursuing my master's from Maharaja Krishnakumarsinhji Bhavnagar  University. Bhavnagar. I like one thought that inspire me in life i.e I m in competition with no one. I have no desire to play the game of being better than anyone. I am simply trying to be better than the person that i was yesterday.


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