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·       Are you joking because I am not laughing


 


·       I tried


 


·       Tried ,tried what again same excuse I think you are not changed a bit since we last met loser


 


·       No no I am changed and grown up I swear


 


·       Okay ok  I agree I know you  lie very rarely


 


·       Then why you are so rud to me I think you are testing me


 


·       You can think so .so tell me your latest achievement loser


 


·       No no I cant I promised to some one


 


·       See I won I told you that you are not changed to make me bit more proud you are still that same true and honest loser


 


·       And even you are not changed .


 


·       What do you mean looser


 


·       You are still that miser and unforgiving as usual having no respect to other feelings and wills


 


·       Feelings what feelings loser and me a miser no way you can look around you for answer, people do like me


 


·       My feelings and wills with which you are playing


 


·       I am not playing with any thing all this happened just because of your own fear, conditions become like wise the way you think  and to be very honest with  you  your fear became alive  I even warned you by intuition


 


·       I know you did this but I was clueless and bit late


 


·       This one is new you are catching up my boy keep trying  but you are still a loser


 


·       Why you are calling me loser again  n again I am not laying a bit


 


·       I know dear but can't help it loser  I still feel that this is your biggest weakness that you are always true to your feelings and words so will you like to change now


 


·       No


 


·       You  that same . Wasted my time again I think I should go but dear looser I will come back again when you mess some thing new and condition make you think , see some one is calling you from out side and I will see how long you take to change okay bya your own red devil with little tail

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let’s be b fly making all run behind the flying colour’s of happiness and joy letting free the butterfly’s of anger, hesitation to paint the clouded sky with colours of love

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