Unjustified true beliefs

I am here just to say to teach or to preach  a simple thought, what my father said to me "you get a life only once and live it good you must" I never knew what my life meant; Until the day I discovered, what my inner core was, The day I was awaken; The day I was shucked; The day I realized ; what I meant to myself and this fancy world, The day when I woke  was the day I realized; I was a poet & I had a story to tell; & a rhythm in which it is said, I know now that I was trying; to find myself all this time, To find what moves me  what makes me think; what makes me speak; what makes me sing; what makes me smile; I was a poet & I didn't even knew it It's a old saying but it holds true to me It's true because the day when I was awake I was happy, No I was more then happy, I was Ecstatic  I was excited, No I was more then excited, I was Enchanted I  loved the thing I was doi

I am pretty sure you don’t want to waste your precious time reading about a self-made self-boasting explanation of myself, but if you do...who am I to stop you. Hey! I am Saaransh Mehta; I am a 21 years young male, Indian by birth and I’m in my final year of my Engineering Degree doing Electronics and Telecommunication Engineering from Army Institute of Technology, Pune , Maharashtra, India .  I am a Passionately Curious person with deep interest in science i.e. physics, Meta physics, quantum physics, philology, physiology, robotics, embedded systems, micro controllers and digital electronics. I even like to write and sing songs and trying to improve my guitar playing skills and my taste of music is varied and diverse but i mostly enjoy alternative rock, punk rock, pop, acoustic, easy listening, instrumental i.e. Mozart and baroque and my favorites are fusion of old folk Punjabi or Urdu songs with alternative rock. I like to be self-taught and because I am a quick learner I p

I forget people after some time  not only people i forget everything after sometime, i have very few memories about my past. Only those which deeply embedded in me. And the span of my forgetting is quit fast. I don't feel many things, and those which i do feel, I am not very good in expressing those. I think i have a fear of expressing my feelings to others, i think it will make me vanurable and weak.  I don't know what i want, I am generally confused most of the time, only that thing which is important to me now, is the thing which is most important to me. i am not able to fall in love anymore.

I was finally able to reduce the time I think of her, by keeping myself utterly busy. She on the other hand never realized how much I loved her. I have spent a lot of time thinking that I was too late to say what I felt, and then I thought I was a fool to let her go and all this while, I have been blaming myself for everything. I could only redeem myself with the cause or the reason why I let her go it was because we both were very young I wanted her to experience life by herself and me with what life had for me…I wanted us to explore, because that is what I think life is all about exploring. I was slowly but steadily getting back on track, I needed no supports or helping hands now…I started to smile again but the smile has lost some of its kidness (it’s my own word for immatureness). Then one day suddenly the phone rings out of nowhere.  I really can’t understand now what she wants. Biggest problem with me; I can’t ask her this either. There are some questions in this world which