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No more fights!!!!

The one thing people have come to identify me with in last three years is my love for picking up the fights and exaggerations. Friends, enemies, frenemies; no one has been spared. I have fought these battles for my own and others who mattered though I cannot really say whether I mattered for them. It was all extreme, no quarters given, none expected and I never LOST, NEVER. But I have lost many things. People of all three kinds mentioned above. Health, yes, quite a bit. Reputation, cannot really say. Some still admire me and at a given point of time, only these 'some' matter. Regrets, oh Come on, NONE. I watch House of Cards ( and Kevin Spacey in it) for God's sake. Then what's that troubling me that I'm saying all these things again in a hyperbolic fashion?

Look, a person has got only too many fights left in him and with my interiors, no one was expecting me to come this far. I mean, some people really hate me and I'm taking all this heat and giving them manifolds of it in return. It has taken its toll on me, both physically and mentally and now I would like to rest. I'm desperately hanging on that last thread of hope that could turn my insides for picking these fights to come, I really want to Mr Subconscious but it's time to say. 'Hang on' and 'think'. I'm going to give myself to the philosophies of Jesus and Gandhi now (not an exaggeration this time) and see how this conundrum of 'forgiveness' really works.

It's time to 'give in', not 'give up'!!!

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