π™ΆπšŽπš—πš’πšžπšœ πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš•πšŽπšπš, πš–πšŠπšπš–πšŠπš— πš˜πš— πšπš‘πšŽ πš›πš’πšπš‘πš
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Complete, First published Sep 24, 2021
π™°πšžπšπš‘πš˜πš›: π™ΆπšŠπš˜ πš–πš’πš—πš 
πšπš›πšŠπš—πšœπš•πšŠπšπšŽπš: πšŒπš‘πš›πš’πšœ πšŸπš’πš—πš’πšŠπš›πš

[ If one day you think I'm crazy, you're the one who is crazy ]

Genius on the left, madman on the right is a book for crazy people, troublemakers, dissidents, puzzle pieces in mismatched squares... people who see things differently,  don't care about the rules.  You can agree, you can oppose, you can glorify or insult them, but the only thing you cannot do is deny their existence.  Those are the people who always make changes while most humans just live stereotypes like a machine.  Most people think they're crazy, but if you look at them from another angle, they're geniuses.  Because only the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.

 Welcome to the world of madmen.

P/s : all the stories below are true, the author personally interviewed the mentally ill person and wrote it
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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.