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Acl

MY LIFE

PART 1
I’ll write about whatever is going on inside my brain….First of all, I think that there is no big a loser in the world than me…I worked hard these past two years and in the end I get into where I wanted to be but in a state in which nobody would want themselves to be in…sob sob.my ruptured acl doesn’t allow me to play badminton,,,thinking of which I got into IITD.i thought of making up whatever was left in my life…aghast,,my sheer badluck,I cant even walk properly..i cant make friends,,they stay away from me,even as I try my hard to woo them,,,.they simply ignore me,and pay so much heed to others I thought would b left behind,my life is screwed…iwant to get alright ,but I’ll have to wait 5 long months in this state,,,and then have my surgery,,,1 year after which I’ll be able to play…people have now assumed that I fake that I have an injury which will get alright..They already believe I’m handicapped….I hate that gesture of condolescence that they pay me so regularly,not considering myself a part of them,,even as I have tried my level best..but parents refuse to believe me…I have nobody to confide to except you…every body is so very formal wid me…even as I bade goodbye to them,,they refused to acknowledge my presence ,,just a single guy said”Bye “..so very heartwarming,,aint it??
I think my life would have been good iff my leg was alright …I feel left out of the competition for survival..i haven’t bee able to make friends,,,without all these flavours of my life,I feel I have little scope to perform in academics also,the only field open to me,,,,.
I have to depend on other people for getting info on various topics…or to get help from teachers in matters I wouldn’t have faced save for my injury…ouch it does pain…….to show them I’m disabled and walk with a stick may help me in that job for that moment,but leaves a deep scar in my heart,.
In short—I feel left out,ignored,,,\
Lonely ,im so lonely ,I’ve no buddies.omg
I feel under confident…I...

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