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The Misconception

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hope you are all well!

                    Well this particular write up is for a very fundamental matter, and that is love (did you not see it coming). So, as i said it goes out for love, I (in my school time) was a shy one and that is when i encountered 2 girls who met me, i fell for them then they went away, the usual deal. After that came the time when i got admission in LPU and i was so happy that i finally got into an architecture college after failing to do the same in IP or AIEEE. During my time in LPU i was a moderate guy but i think i still was shy, and never exerted my own will onto anything but, i was happy for sure, working my ass off but happy so, life tore me a new one seeing how happy I was in doing the same. That ended it, and the end was brutal, believe me when i tell you that i still dont remember shit from the accident that happened in 2012 but, i can tell you this that my strong hearted brother was crying slowly while cursing me as told by another friend of mine who too was with him at the moment.

Ignorance is a Bliss, ignore what you dont like
                   Life took a new turn now, remember when they say you have been reborn, they surely dont tell you that you gotta learn to walk again too, i remember i have fallen 4 times really nilly, so hard that i have either injured my self or another but, thats for another time. Now, i dont know if that accident did something or has my attitude towards life changed that i have become very volatile and flirtatious. I flirt with almost anyone and everyone given they are of my age and i have an informal relationship with them or have no knowledge but am curious to know so i do approach them from now or then.

                  This callous attitude as led many to believe that Mohit Verma is just a low hanging fruit, or is just some nut who just wiggles his tail to whoever may have him and so on, a tremendous amount of misconceptions. I came across one very recently (yes, I have known the rest from last one year), it was something a friend of mine actually said and i quote "yea who else could mohit verma love" not the tone wasnt sarcastic but condescending and that hit me. So nevertheless I guess i will continue to stumble onto the same path and may god bless those with wisom who hold these misconceptions.

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