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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2018 10:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>We all make mistakes,We all have our own reasons for it,We all can make mistakes,If we are willing to learn from it. Life is learning right from wrong,As we take &#8230; </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">We all make mistakes,<br>We all have our own reasons for it,<br>We all can make mistakes,<br>If we are willing to learn from it.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">Life is learning right from wrong,<br>As we take each step and move on,<br>Every relationship is a beautiful song,<br>When understood we know we belong.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">At times, you maybe right,<br>And I maybe wrong,<br>It would take us time to get along,<br>Silence and pain will make us strong.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">It hurts to blame each other,<br>To blow it up out of cover,<br>Something that could be resolved,<br>If we stopped judging one another.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">I wish we speak no words,<br>Since we speak only of hurt,<br>Not once of the moments that matter,<br>When we all walked together.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">Complaints can bring trouble,<br>It broke the little bubble,<br>we held so close,<br>That we look at each other like foes.</p>



<p class="has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph">I wish things change again,<br>We all need this pain,<br>To cleanse our minds and hearts,<br>So things don&#8217;t go in vain.</p>
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		<title>The Value of Pain</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jayanthy Govindarajan]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2018 02:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Pain is different for everyone. When I explain to someone that I am facing an issue with something, I have heard a few people point out saying that isn&#8217;t an &#8230; </p>
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<div dir="ltr">Pain is different for everyone. When I explain to someone that I am facing an issue with something, I have heard a few people point out saying that isn&#8217;t an issue at all. Pain isn&#8217;t always caused by the same reasons for everyone. It is different for each and every person. If I haven&#8217;t felt pain that another person felt due to a particular experience, it <u>doesn&#8217;t</u> mean it is irrelevant.&nbsp;</div>
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<div dir="ltr">Similarly, everyone&#8217;s pain has its own value. It brings a change whether we appreciate it or not. For some it makes them brave, to a few others it makes them get in touch with their vulnerability again and to some others it just lets them open up and stay that way. In some way or the other, it lets us see ourselves a little better than what we <u>know</u> us. If we don&#8217;t understand someone&#8217;s pain, it is better to stay silent than sabotage them for feeling that way. After all, it is pain that breaks us and makes us whole again.&nbsp;</div>
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<div dir="ltr">Pain need not necessarily be physical. It could be a word that hurts, an action that makes someone feel miserable or ignoring someone completely you&#8217;ve been close with all along. Everyone has their own reasons. Pain <u>felt</u> leads to an understanding that never existed before. That particular understanding will help us know ourselves better and in the process we also learn <u>about</u> others. People who understand us in our most needed times are to be treasured. Generally those kind of people are hardly one or two and most unexpected ones. That&#8217;s one reason to appreciate pain.</div>
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<div dir="ltr">Last week, I experienced a terrible leg pain. I felt numb throughout. I felt that I might not be able to get up the whole day. I felt I needed rest, the kind of rest that deserves the &#8220;Do Not Disturb&#8221; tag hanging in front of my door. With an active 16 month old, it is evident that I am getting almost <u>no</u> rest during the day. Though I am glad I am on my toes, I must agree that I need twice the time to rest my nerves and very sincerely my legs.&nbsp; I haven&#8217;t found the time until I decided to take the 5 day break from Social Media and everything else. Since I am <u>m</u>anaging the house for the past month with the husband on travel, things have taken a hectic pace and my health and mind is miserable than ever. I also realized that work doesn&#8217;t bother me much as I thought it would, it was definitely only people. I was surprised to find cooking very interesting than ever. Maybe it is one of the best ways to relax my nerves. Though I just did simple recipes, I thoroughly enjoyed what I made and when people ate it, it felt even more amazing. I loved it when Ilakkiya almost cleaned her plate by herself. Apart from cooking daily meals, I also had spent a genuine time reading and writing my journal.</div>
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<div dir="ltr">I don&#8217;t share my feelings with everyone, I choose people and only share with people I consider close to my heart. This month started with me opening up about issues I have been avoiding for long and couldn&#8217;t build up the courage to face it. Just to calm my nerves and find the courage to handle them, I opened up to a few of them. I am glad I have listening ears who have taken time out of their busy schedules to hear me out. Until then, I really felt like I let the dementors suck all the happiness out of me and I walked lifeless. It was when I shared and let those tears run down my cheeks again that I felt alive again. </div>
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<div dir="ltr">As much as there is someone who is encouraging me to look up and smile at the sunshine, I must agree that I have been able to do the same to a few others too. That&#8217;s the best part, right? It&#8217;s a lovely kindness chain&nbsp; that we pass on. We get help from someone, we offer help to someone else. I mean life is all about that. If you can help someone get better, do it. Everyone needs help in some way or the other. Someone needs to be listened, whereas some others need to let go and be happy. </div>
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<div dir="ltr">The let go part is the most difficult though. Personally, I feel it is a choice to be made by the person. If the person chooses to hold on to troubles and trouble everybody else, we are all going down the pit together. Gradually, when people understand that it is cracking them up, they would just move out and find their own peace. So, at any age, it is the courage that is needed to act on our weaknesses. There is no better factor than age to make a choice to become a better person. </div>
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<div dir="ltr">I was in a vicious cycle before. I was immensely affected by small talks and forgot how to live life as I want to. The whole of last week, I was in a bad state. I was depressed and also sick which made everything worse. I was glad to share my thoughts with a family member and I feel so much better now. I am not at all ashamed of crying. Tears are the first exit for anyone in pain. They drench us in a coolness that nothing else can. It melts our hearts and prepares us to face life as it is with no sugarcoating whatsoever. I am thankful for being able to feel light again. I am grateful for being able to take that break from social media and avoided sharing too much negativity on it. I am blessed to have few souls who really care for me and helped me go to the healing stage and let go of the hurting stage (stages inspires by Rupi Kaur).</div>
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<div dir="ltr">I am learning that the value of pain is not in causing the same to others, but to heal ourselves and be liberal in taking the time for the process to happen. It is okay to feel weird about everything. It is okay to be the black sheep in the white herd. It is okay to be different. It is okay to spend time for ourselves through all this. It is okay to sit down and cry when everything is messy. It is okay if your schedule flips out through this. It is for the better and we&nbsp;&nbsp; look at our schedules as a blessing after that. So, the value of pain is how you treat yourself when you go through it. Treat yourself right. It helps heal better!</div>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Sep 2013 15:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>&#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; Pain engulfed me as I walked away from you,You make me go weak-in-my-knees,I wish you really knew how you make me feel,I turned to look at &#8230; </p>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><em>Pain engulfed me as I walked away from you,<br />You make me go weak-in-my-knees,<br />I wish you really knew how you make me feel,<br />I turned to look at you,<br />Walking away was on my mind,</em></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><em>But to be held by you was all I needed,<br />Looking at you I stood in fear,<br />Not knowing what to do,<br />World dimmed beside me,</em></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Running away seemed the best way,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I knew words would fail me,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I knew my heart would fail me,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">I knew you would see me through,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><em>You held my hand making me stop,</em></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">The touch sent shivers in me,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Yes I wanted the world to stop,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Yet again God was showing me what love does to you,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Confirming the pain and love which held us together so long,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><em>My eyes clearly in pain showed immense rudeness,</em></span></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;<em>Waiting for you to shower me with love,</em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em>Tell me not to walk out,</em></div>
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<div style="text-align: center;">To close the gap that&nbsp;still remained,&nbsp;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">All I hoped for was for you to pull me near,&nbsp;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">Without a sign of hesitation hold me close,</div>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><em>Those tears waiting to be&nbsp;felt&nbsp;on the cheeks,</em></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><em>Making you feel every emotions waiting to burst,<br />Waiting for you to&nbsp;lift my chin and kiss my forehead,</em></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Like you always do when I am down or very excited,</span></em></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><em>And bend down and look at my eyes,</em></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><em>which clearly states you are mine,<br />Before sealing my trembling lips,<br />With a golden kiss!</em></span></div>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 07:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Apr 2013 10:42:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I expected him, I expected to just see him for a while without any intervention, I expected to talk to him, I expected to see him walk in with a &#8230; </p>
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<div style="text-align: center;">I expected him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I expected to just see him for a while without any intervention,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I expected to talk to him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I expected to see him walk in with a smile,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I expected him to still have that twinkle in his eyes when he smiled or stared,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I expected him to be as huge as&nbsp;hulk which is how he always was,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I expected him.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I waited for him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I waited near the entrance to see him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I waited in the main hall to see him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I waited in the guest room to see him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I waited near the reception to see him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I waited on the dias to catch a glimpse of him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I waited near the dining hall to see him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I waited for him.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">My eyes scanned the crowd,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I did not see him there,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I managed to check the dias now and then,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I did not see him there,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I checked the entrance now and then,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I did not see him there,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">It was time to leave,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I did not see him till then,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">Finally I was posed with a question by my sister,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">Who the hell are you waiting for?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I said, Lets go,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">I just smiled to myself,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">It did not make sense to me why I was searching for him.</div>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">Post for <a href="http://carryontuesdayprompt.blogspot.com/2013/01/carry-on-tuesday-189.html" target="_blank">Carry on Tuesday</a> Blog!</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you cry to god to give you the courage to let go of the person you love the most,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you send him a&nbsp;text denoting the same, &#8216;Goodbye&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When&nbsp;he calls to check if you are OK and you have only three words to tell him,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">&#8216;I miss you&#8217; but you tell&nbsp;him &#8216;I am OK&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When&nbsp;he asks again, &#8216;Are you really OK?&#8217; and you just put the reciever down because you realize tears are flowing down your cheek and all you ever want is his shoulder to cry,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you hear his voice again asking,&#8217;Hello, Are you there?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">And you manage to say,&#8217;Hey looks like some problem with the phone&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When he says, &#8216;Is it really a problem with the phone?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you manage to take a deep breath and say, &#8216;Of course Yes!&#8217;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">Before he asks another question I answer, &#8216;Dont mind I will call you later,got some work&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When he says,&#8217;Sure, Take care, Call me when you are free&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you just say a Bye and cut the call.</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you say to yourself, complete your work that&#8217;s what you are here for,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you make plans to divert yourself so that you wont think of him,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you really want to go to the temple but realize that it will be late when you reach home,</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you get into the bus and before you could think about anything you doze away because you were tired&nbsp;crying all afternoon,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you are woken up by him and being asked,&#8217;How&nbsp;are you&nbsp;now?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When all you could ever say was,&#8217;You disturbed my sleep&#8217; but actually you are happy that he finally called you in spite of not saying anything in the afternoon,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">He:&nbsp;&#8216;I am sorry, continue&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">Me:&#8217;Is this what you called for?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">He:&#8217;I&nbsp;am bored and you are busy, so planning to watch a movie&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">Me:&#8217;Go to beach and sit or go to a temple&#8217; and you never knew why you said the second option, when you really want to go to the temple now but you dont tell him that,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">He:&#8217;Are you coming?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">Me:&#8217;I dont think so, its already late&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">He:&#8217;I will drop you&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">Me:I never said I am coming with you!&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">He:&#8217;Fine, let me know when you reach&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">Me:&#8217;Ok,get ready,will be there in an hour&#8217;</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you realize that you are smiling as you cut the call,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you sit back and start reading a book to not think about what happened just now,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When time and book has helped&nbsp;your mind and heart to relax,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you manage to take an auto to the temple,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you reach and call him to ask where he is and&nbsp;your eyes wander to find him nearby before he could see you,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you hear his voice and you turn to find him and the eyes meet,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you want that moment to extend, but you turn back to focus on the tasks in hand,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you simply say a formal Hi,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When he looks at you and you know he is thinking too much only,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you know there are walls purposely built around each other just to see who breaks the other&#8217;s first,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you go in together and you know this is the place we really want to be in,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you think he is going to spend close to an hour with you finally and look at him and he says, looks like its crowded and you will stand in the queue, so I will leave now, came to see you only,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you really want to tell,&#8217;Stand with me&#8217;, but you say,&#8217;OK, Bye&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When he waves back and smiles and walks away from you,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When it has&nbsp;still not&nbsp;hit you that he has left,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you finally muster up the courage and ask, &#8216;Have you started?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you hear,&#8217;No,what&#8217;s it?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you finally say,&#8217;Come back, it wont take more than half an hour&#8217; and you wait for him to say Ok,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When he asks,&#8217;Are you ok?&#8217; and you say,&#8217;Just come&#8217; and he says,&#8217;OK&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you are still in the long queue knowing he wont stand next to you but that doesnt look big coz he is around and that&#8217;s enough,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you look up&nbsp;expecting him&nbsp;not to&nbsp;be there but see that&nbsp;he is smiling and walking towards you and you&#8217;re smiling back with your eyes twinkling, settling both only to find the walls being broken by that lively smile,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When its almost your turn to place the garlands and you see a teardrop running down your cheeks telling god, this is what I asked for and I am not at all guilty, Read through me, you know what I want,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you walk back to get the prasad and ask him, &#8216;Dint you take prasad so long?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When he tells you,&#8217;I was waiting for you&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When both walk with the prasad and finally start talking like nothing ever happened,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When both talk and laugh like always,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When both sit together in the temple for sometime and continue talking,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When both walk out and know its time to leave but have that longing to hang on for some more time,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When he again asked, &#8216;You want me to drop you?&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you say,&#8217;No, I&#8217;ll start now, it will be fine&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When he says,&#8217;I will walk with you till the bus stand&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you say,&#8217;Are you mad? Go home, I can take care&#8217; but you really want him to walk with you and all he ever sees for an answer are your eyes and not those words and he comes along,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When we are about to cross the road he&#8217;s constantly making you laugh,but you manage a smirk and say,&#8217;Very funny&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">When you are in the bus stand really expecting the bus to be there and there is every bus&nbsp;that you dont need,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">And you manage to sit on the bench in the bus stand and talk again,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">And everytime a bus comes&nbsp;now&nbsp;voice in the&nbsp;mind started saying,&#8217;Let it not be mine&#8217;,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">And yes it continued for some more time only to realize that there were not many people around too,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">And I managed to say, i&#8217;ll take an auto,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">He said, Ok do what you like,</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">I said, Ok, I will think you as my driver, drop me home!</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;">The look on his face said it all! 🙂</span><br /><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"></span></p>
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