Stories diary

   mark-zuckerberg

 Latest Love Shayari 2022 Magar Dekh Mohabbat Me Shamil Koi Dusra Na Ho तू हज़ार बार भी रूठे तो मना लूँगा तुझे मगर देख मोहब्बत में शामिल कोई दूसरा ना हो | Kismat Yah Mera Imtehaan Le Rahi Hai Tadap Kar Yah Mujhe Dard De Rahi Hai Dil Se Kabhi Bhi Mainne Use Door Nahi Kiya Phir Kyon Bewfai Ka Woh Ilazaam De Rahi Hai किस्मत यह मेरा इम्तेहान ले रही है तड़प कर यह मुझे दर्द दे रही है दिल से कभी भी मैंने उसे दूर नहीं किया फिर क्यों बेवफाई का वह इलज़ाम दे रही है Mare To Lakhon Hongey Tujhpar Main To Tere Saath Jeena Chhaahta Hun मरे तो लाखों होंगे तुझ पर मैं तो तेरे साथ जीना चाहता हूँ Also Read  कहानियाँ आपको सफल बना सकती है || 3 Best Motivational Story Hindi,

                                        Mark Zuckerberg Early Life and Education Mark Zuckerberg was born on May 14, 1984, in White Plains, New York, and was raised in nearby Dobbs Ferry.1 He was born into a well-educated family and developed an interest in computer programming at an early age. At the age of 12, Zuckerberg created a messaging program named Zucknet that he implemented as an inter-office communication system for his father's dental practice.2 Due to his early signs of success, his parents got him a computer programming tutor while he was still in high school, and they enrolled him in a prep school in New Hampshire. After graduating from prep school, Zuckerberg enrolled at Harvard University Success Story While many intelligent people attend Harvard University, Mark Zuckerberg became known quickly as the go-to computer programmer on campu...

My name is muskan .  I live in bhopal now, but when I was younger, I lived in village. My father was a  normal worker  there and my mother worked as a housewife. We lived in bhopal for seven years.  I was happy at school, with lots of friends, and we had a good time. I liked  cultural music,  arjitsingh was my favorite singer. and my youtuber danish jahan,He died in a car accident the year I left school, but I listened to his short videos all the time. I had hundreds of pictures and photos of him on my bedroom wall.  Then one day in winter when I was seventeen, things began to go wrong for me.  My father went to village. I loved him very much and didn’t like him going away. “Come home quickly,” I always said to him.  He was in village for two weeks. Then, on the day of his journey home, an bus from vidisha crashed into the highway. Everybody on the plane died.  I heard about the bus accident on television. At first, I did not think about...