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Love hurts!

Every human on these earth posses the single most weakness of falling in love little realizing that it is the competent source of sorrows and unhappiness. The genuine love is undoubtly superseded by the unbearable sufferings and tortures. You don’t have to go to hell to be victim of retributions of love but you love and see that it comes to you without any prior warning.

"You tend to grow highest degree of likeness and attachment"

With life, you learn to love many illusive materials in this world. You love natures, sports, celebrities, parents and many more………….the list goes on. With these love, you tend to grow highest degree of likeness and attachment to certain things.

But of all this, the love that grows between two opposite sex is something one must give greater attention. It must be appropriately judged before you become so much part of it. If you don’t, I am not going to take the blame. I advised you, my esteem readers.

"I took the right and I had it"

I won’t feel reluctant to mention here that I had my share of the suffering that roots from the promising love. Ever before, I supposed love as something everyone has the right to fall. I took the right and I had it. I learnt the greatest lesson of the repercussion of falling in worthy love. I then promised myself that I would never again fall in love given its bitterness.

But one day, I again find the solace in the trap of love. Did I forget the lesson? Did my broken heart rejoined back enough to break again? Will my broken heart be able to bear another breakage? This question keeps me showering for which I literally don’t have answers.

‘No women, No cry’

The proverbial ‘No women, No cry’, is appropriately put in by wise. I beg forgiveness if I m against the women but I had no choice. No matter what lessons I have learnt, I blame myself for indulging yet in another web of love, it must anyway keep going.

I have nothing to help myself to break through these common rules of love. I have the confidence that it will work this time since the duo has learnt to show them that part they usually don’t let other world know. Things must now go right since expectations are boundless and the hopes are for the maximum of it no matter what………………………….

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