"Fight with yourself. Why fight with external foes? He who conquers himself will obtain happiness." I read and reread that quote again and again and again, that was written on the thought board in the assembly hall, in beautiful calligraphy fonts by some Cultural committee Girls who had just passed by me, after finishing this piece of art, not before giving me a genuine smile.
I didn't know why but that quotation was piercing through my soul. It was giving shivers down my spine, making me question the deeds I'd committed in this past few months.
Was I wrong to force, myself upon her?
Should I give up on us?
Is it wrong to love someone?
Is it wrong to expect her love?
The thoughts were circling in my brain, again and again making me wander over those sequence of events that had taken
