The last time I drove from Shillong to Nongstoin in mist so thick I could only see five feet ahead, I kept thinking about that Anshul Jubli fight—everyone called him a sure thing, but I saw the way he kept his hands low in the first round and told my brother, "Wait, this is not the same path." Turned out the road was longer than the hype. khublei for the lesson, but I'll take my own route over the loudest prediction any day.
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