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Transient Beings

          I wasnt a very adorable/cute/gorgeous kid when I was in school and used to think "What If??", what if I had that girlfriend, I would never be that guy who would fight with her, be possessive and claim victory to have won her over from some other guy and if not all that I would definitely not be someone who uses the word 'Love' incessantly and with benightedness .


          Hey guys, I come before you jumbled, I so wish I would have stayed the kid, someone who hadn't have to grow with time. During my school i was always jealous of those guys walking around with their girlfriends, someone whom they can pour their heart out to and could care for (the idea of being a narcissist is appealing but, one cannot deny that sometimes even I care for another), or could atleast have some part of the love reflected back at them. Well enough, it is said correctly that one shouldnt get things before his due time, because time here is the deciding factor on the maturity scale. So, know that i have left 2 crushes behind to whom I never approached and that story ended there (im kidding it still hasnt).

          It has brought to my notice when i was talking among a group of friends and you know how there is a little bit of truth behind every "Im just Kidding", similarly I was told that "Do you say i love you to anyone?? You broke my heart', it hit me then that the kid in school has morphed into this being who has done almost all on the checklist I made about the things i wouldnt do.



"Guess we do become what we hate, thus dont hate"

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