Accept. Confess. Whatever.

Perhaps this post will help in accepting those things which I was afraid to accept, state things as they were rather than the ones which i supposed them to be.

In 9th, We, the students, used to make fun of our teachers. We would not leave any chance of doing so. We would flak upon their manners, choices and the way they used to teach. Other than that, we had given them names. Names we supposed were funny and described them as persons. Behind many of these names, i was the one who made them. Be it Pakoda or He-Lady, I invented those names. Naive i was, it seemed funny at that time. Except it was not. And now when I am in College, i realise my mistake. And what sucks is the fact that my puffy ego wouldn’t let apologise to them.

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