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[Cricket]~Never loved another man more…

Sunday – 17th Nov’13

I wonder what would have been on HIS mind when HE woke up today morning. When HE had to give up the one thing HE had done all HIS life just because HIS body couldn’t take it any longer, how would HE have convinced HIS mind & heart?

On the other hand, I wonder if HE did get any sleep at all.

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Friday – 15th Nov’13

A billion hearts were broken at the very particular moment when a part-time West Indian bowler got the 20th wicket of his Test career, a priceless one indeed, which in fact ensured that he got his name imprinted in Cricketing history.

I got back to my work desk from the cafeteria, heavy hearted and all that jazz, back to the daily heap of mundane tasks that would have to be completed, to meet those unrealistic deadlines as well as to collate enough fodder when I sit down to inscribe the over-the-top self-appraisal documents!

I wonder when I will get out, for that one last time. Dear Manager, do we have any West Indian customers, I could work for?

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Saturday – 16th Nov’13

It was an extended work week for me, like most weeks this year. HE would never have cribbed or complained to the BCCI when the matches extended or were scheduled over the weekend.

The devout in me was hoping for a miracle from say a certain Mr. Gayle, a 120-ball double century perhaps, or any such marvel that would make India bat again in the Test.
When Cricinfo updated the fall of the last West Indian wicket, I did the most religious thing an IT professional would do – CTRL+ALT+DEL. Within the next 2 minutes, I was at the cafeteria waiting for HIS final match presentation to begin.

And during the course of the presentation, as HE was speaking, I did something I never would like to confess of having done many times before – I cried.
In all the hurry, I had forgotten to carry something that I thought I would never need – Tissues. Thankfully, the handkerchief I carry came in handy.

I don’t know for sure, if the tears that continuously surged as the little MAN spoke, were the tears of sadness or those of pure joy. I believe I wouldn’t understand those tears for like EVER. One thing for sure was that, this was the end of HIS unforgettable journey, a journey of which I was an integral part of, like most of you mortals out there.

Being a weekend, thankfully the cafeteria crowd was skeletal. I washed my face before I returned to my work desk.

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Thursday – 14th Nov’13

It was Children’s Day, my missus’s Birthday, her Wedding Anniversary & yes, my Wedding Anniversary too. It was supposed to be a happy day with so many things up for celebration. The mind & body agreed but not the heart, for it knew that today was the beginning of HIS end.

I was happy when MSD, being the gracious host he is, asked the guests to bat first. I was happy that I would not have to worry about getting to see HIM walk back to the pavilion on such a joyful day. But what can one do when the guests themselves were so eager to see HIM take strike.

As HE walked in towards the 22 yards of HIS life, the loud uncontrollable heartbeats began. Goosebumps, were like suddenly the second layer of every devout’s skin.

Being an epitome of what HE is truly revered for, HE let the day remain happy.

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Sunday – 17th Nov’13

‘There are some things in life, you never want to learn from.’

From the context of this post, reading this above liner again, I would say that ‘Those are the very things you’d want to keep doing, over & over again’. I say so, for I succumbed to the urge of watching HIS farewell speech again this morning and I sobbed more than I did yesterday, for today I was well within the confines of my solitude. There was no holding back.

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Looking back we were happy, for you were our future…
We looked up to you, as ourselves we did nurture…
We turned out just fine, but is hard to now imagine you in our past…
Looking into the future, we believed this would forever last…

Many have written about the numbers HE has achieved over the last 24 years, but it has never been about those numbers as much as it has been about the man HIMSELF.

Setting aside my dad, I’d say I’ve never loved another man more…

R.E.S.P.E.C.T

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Posted by on November 17, 2013 in Candid, Happens~2~me, Thoughts

 

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Art of Saying NO!

A lot many of us have this inability in us to deal with the word of negativity – NO.
We find it very difficult to SAY NO…and at least an equal number of us find it hard to take a NO!
There are even cases where when one says a No, it’s been ridiculed,  understood otherwise or considered to be completely offensive.

From our younger days, it has been instilled in us that saying something in the negative is rude. And this has been passed on, generation after generation.

Instance1: Before Birth
You had no choice to choose your family. So no option to “Accept”/”Decline” your prospective family.

Instance2: After Birth
You hate curd rice , for the curd being bitter or just for the simple reason that you don’t like it. But no, your mom/grandma make sure that you are force fed. You yell NOooooo in your cries, but they don’t happen to understand your lingo! However, they tell you how nutritious & good it is for your day-2-day growth – as if or assuming you understand!

Instance3: You are now attending a Boys-Only School
It’s lunch time. Mom has packed one of your favorites – Cheesy Pasta. Your best friend – who by the way, has brought curd rice in his lunch box – asks you for his share as Pasta happens to be his favorite too.
You want to say No, yet you can’t say or rather you don’t know how to say No. He waits no longer, grabs your lunch box and grabs half the content. You are heartbroken.
He offers you half his curd rice. You either accept & eat it reluctantly because you are hungry or choose to stay hungry & throw it out later on your way back home – but you don’t say no (What if he says “You are no  longer my best friend”?, What if he says “God/Mother promise, I will never talk to you or let you play with my cricket bat!”?, etc).

Instance4: You move into a Co-ed College
Except for your grandma, mom, aunts, sister & teachers in school, you have never spoken to the opposite gender in your life so far. And then your best friend dares you to go ask a girl, her name. You don’t decline as you have no choice but to go ahead with the dare, for otherwise you fear that you could get “branded”. What happens next, makes you hate the fairer sex, for being so insensitive/rude. You had after all just asked her name. Your pink left cheek, trends as it gets itself added to the eternal folklore of the college corridor gossips!

Instance5: You find yourself in an Engineering College
Medicine was your career choice, but grandma wanted an engineer in the family. “If you fall sick, I can suggest you the medication…but I cannot repair the radio!” was her way of convincing the generations that followed hers.
Because you cannot disappoint your grandma nor go against her wishes, you take admission into any college that has vacant seat in its last benches.
You flirt with all those gals that come your way during the four years, as you think you’d have grandma’s blessings for the same. You propose to a few, who say NO to you. But then since you do not believe in  “Rejection”, you still end up going behind them expecting a positive nod from their end. You even seek blessings from your grandma, to go about your (unknowingly sinister) desire!

Instance6: And then you get into being a Professional
You get those meeting requests. How many of you think twice when you have to click on “Decline”? How many of you end up clicking on “Accept”? How many of you go 50-50, as you opt for “Tentative”? (In the initial days, I’ve myself been guilty of clicking “tentative” and not attending the meeting instead of plainly declining it in the first place! Over time, I’ve learnt that it’s not rude to click on “Decline”, for if it was then it wouldn’t have be one among the options! 😉 )
You get a mail from your supervisor, about having to attend a “mandatory” training on his/her behalf. You wonder who is it mandatory for? You wonder if there is a way to say NO!?
You get copied (Cc-ed) in a mail by your business-analyst informing all the executive-designates that you would be representing on his behalf in the client call! You are not even aware of who the customer is. You have not even been intimated. You start to perspire, for now you have to say NO (but don’t know how to either) which would go into the inboxes of a lot many senior individuals.

Instance7: You happily get married & dance at your wedding too.
Once the regular life starts, you wonder – why you commit a lot of mistakes, why you end up on the wrong feet, why you are always held responsible for something that goes wrong – till that very moment where you Stop Saying a NO!

Instance8: And when you get kids
You fear that a “No” from your end, could make your kid compare you with the parents of his/her friends. What if you are not On-par? What if you…

Teach your kids, to say “No” to something they do not believe in…
Teach your kids, to respect someone who says a “No” to them…
Teach your kids, that their life (and of others) will be much better if they KNOW the proper usage of NO!

Know the NO! 😀

Post dedicated to Jyoti Singh Pandey!

 
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Posted by on January 7, 2013 in Candid, Humor, Thoughts

 

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[Social Mess-up]~When Emotions become Reactions…

Emotions are known to be something that we humans have aplenty in abundance. We emote at anything and in any situation. Emotions could be varied – good, bad, happy, sad and so on. But there is a vast difference when one shows off his/her emotions in person and when online.
Emotions displayed online, are mostly reactions is what I feel. Let me take two similar cases of such reactions on FaceBook (FB).

#1 Picture this one sad tale:
As usual, I was logged into FB on that Thursday night. A friend who had got married over a year ago, but had not shared his wedding photos on FB, had finally relented to the umpteen requests by his friends by posting about 2-3 photos of the memorable occasion.

Legend has it that, if something is not already on FB, it has never happened.

Anyway…one particular photo of the newly married couple sitting on stage, was trending, with friends ‘like’ing and posting wishes in the comment section. Now knowing him in person, I was aware that it was an old photograph. Yet, I followed others in wishing him….a mere reaction! He replied to all our comments, till about 9:30 pm that night.

Friday:
I do not get to log into FB during the day time on weekdays, but I do get notifications on email/cellphone. One notification mail on that particular wedding photo read “How could this happen to you, you being such a sweet person?!”
I was kind of surprised as to why would someone say something like that on a wedding picture.

On reaching home, I first logged in to FB via that notification link to check why such a comment was made in such a happy picture. And that is when I got to know!
Unfortunately, it so happened that that very night this friend of mine had succumbed to a blockage in his heart artery (he was diagnosed & being treated for acidity, I’m told)! 😦

But then the downfalls of a social network is such that, the picture you post in an album in your profile appears on the wall of your friends! And in this case, his wedding photograph continued to get wishes…some of which were very heart wrenching like “you both look lovely…may you have many more years of happiness” and others alike.

Again a case of mere reactions!! Hmm..

#2 Two weeks ago:
On a Monday morning, my cousin’s Labrador ‘Buddy’ died.
Four years ago, when I had just joined FB I had posted a picture of Buddy & me….which had received about 2 likes and 4 comments till then.
That Monday evening, I expressed my condolences on that picture tagging my cousin. He himself had not seen that 4 yr old picture till that moment! 😛

Now for the reaction part:
Since I had dug and commented on an old picture, it was now on the walls of my FB friends.
Since they had never seen two animals in one frame they were excited which were reflected by the 25+ “likes” I got within an hour. 😉 Reaction #1.
A few of them who knew about the death put in their condolences in form of words or sad-smileys (oxymoron?) while the unaware rest discussed about how good the two look together! Reaction #2.
And then when they got to know about the actual, then they conveyed their condolences. Reaction #3.

By nature, we love to ‘follow’…don’t we?! 😀

 
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Posted by on October 17, 2012 in Thoughts

 

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[I Say]~Of North-East & other less important Breaking News!

As if inflation, recession, corruption and population were not enough of a crisis already, now the latest sport in India is screwing up the constitution. If you are currently in India or following it up in the media, you would be aware of the many things happening out here.

Someone rightly said “I was intelligent till Education spoilt me”! Till recently, we were oblivious of the North Eastern states and then Mary Kom happened. Not only did she go on to win an Olympic medal, but also brought Manipur (and other North Eastern states of India) into the picture. Just like how we had mugged our Geography lessons and conveniently forgot them after puking those details inside the examination hall, we rejoiced her triumph momentarily only to forget that and get into the riots mode.
As if riots in Assam weren’t enough, Mumbai proved to be a disappointment. They seemed to convey something like We don’t need the terrorists to cause harm, we ourselves are enough through their actions. The police were caught busy shooing away the journalists & cameramen instead of controlling the mob.
Currently we are seeing the effects of Rumors, spread via SMSes and Social Networks, at Bangalore-Mysore-Hyderabad-Pune. Over 10K NE-Indians have left the city of Bangalore in last 3-4 days, forced to run away from their own people!

In other news:

Mr. Chetan Bhagat released his new book…a non-fiction this time…I’m yet to recover from what I got to read his last fiction of a book. I’m taking no risk this time.

Ms. Rakhi Sawant was last seen, on top of like 12-15 men, who stood in a pyramid pattern while she broke the Handi (Pot) on Krishna Janmashtami! 😛

Mr. Lal Krishna Advani lived up to his name and made almost everyone in BJP go Red, with his blog posts. Did he CCP (plagiarize) too? 😛

There is nothing left on Ms. Poonam Pandey to strip. She’s now out of fashion, especially after Ms. Sherlyn Chopra bared it all out on the cover page of the bunny magazine – PlayBoy! If you ask me, the only way for Ms. PP to make a comeback is to go all over India and pacify the frustrated junta, in the only way she knows!

Flipkart, the online retail store is getting greedy as much as it is getting popular. Shipping was free to start with, then was increased to a minimum bill amount of 200 and has now gone up to 300 bucks. So I can’t buy a single book of say 250 bucks without paying 30 bucks on shipping. It’s time to visit the Higginbotham store at my office campus where you get a corporate discount, if I need to purchase something that costs below 300 bucks.

At my desk:

Yesterday, a blogger pinged me saying …I read your blogs and you are rocking amidst other things.
I replied with a Thanks sir to which I got a quicker than Usain Bolt reply am a girl! Though unintentional, I profusely apologized to her for messing up with her gender.
Some names are just damn confusing!

Happy weekend! 🙂

 

 

 

 
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Posted by on August 18, 2012 in Thoughts

 

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Of that Choice You Should Make! :)

It was just another Friday and I was so relieved to get back home at the end of the day. Riding my two wheeler, I had just crossed the Pallikarnai marshes that I saw a man wave a white flag thereby indicating the vehicles to move over to the newly laid road from the road we were currently on. I remember riding at the 30-40km/hr speed when I moved over to the new road and then things blanked out….The time was around 6:30pm.
Of what I remember over the next one hour is this:
I was being repeatedly asked to get on the pillion seat of a stranger’s bike, by another stranger.
I finally did that, all by myself, exactly what the stranger was requesting and sat pillion on a bike – not knowing, not asking, not bothering where I was heading to.
I remember getting down from the bike, before I blanked out again.

When I re-gained my senses next, I was on the hospital bed with the nurse asking me my name to fill out a form, mandatory for receiving further treatment. Not being able to recollect, I requested her to give me some time and she agreed.
Meanwhile, First Aid treatment was being administered by a junior doctor by the bedside. The stranger (kudos to him, for doing all that he did!) was standing beside me looking at me blankly, maybe just reflecting my expression. There were stitches being sewn on the little finger of my right hand and the other cuts on the same hand were being wrapped with antiseptics and bandages by two doctors simultaneously.
The stranger offered his cell phone so that I could call up my family and inform. I called up my mom & wife (she was out of Chennai) and though I could get to hear their phone ring, strangely none picked up my calls. After he paid my bills, I was dropped by him (again pillion ride) to my home by 8:00pm.

Only after reaching home did I come to my actual senses. I got myself introduced to the stranger as well as asked about him (and his bank details to transfer all the moolah he had spent on my treatment and medications!).
Since my cell phone was damaged during the fall, I moved the sim card to the spare cell phone at home. And then again, I tried calling up my mom/wife to inform about the incident. This time both picked the call and were at their advising best! 😀 They hadn’t received the previous call from the hospital – and I believe I had earlier dialed wrong numbers (of the two numbers, I remember)!! I left for Bangalore that night, for 3 weeks of bed rest for the X-rays revealed hairline fractures in 4 of my ribs!

Looking back, as to how I managed to not hurt myself elsewhere I decided to go take a look at my HELMET. There was a huge crack at the jaw line and skull area.
So in short, I wouldn’t have been writing this post and the posts I published since March this year, if not for the HELMET I CHOSE TO WEAR! #truestory

Life is short, just 100 odd years….Life span is shorter, just about 60-80 years….how much you want to live, is your choice.
Life always gives you two options, for every situation. The result of it, depends on what you choose!
So when you drive: Choose to wear a HELMET (with the buckle on) when you ride a two-wheeler and Choose to wear that BELT (buckled again…not hand held) when you drive a four-wheeler. Not the other option!

Drive safe and choose to live on,  for one another ride/drive! 🙂

PS: I’m much better now, though I’ve not yet started riding that two-wheeler again!! Soon… 🙂

 
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Posted by on July 29, 2012 in Candid, Happens~2~me, I~do~such~things, Thoughts

 

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[Relationship Management]~You & I…

You and I, in this beautiful world…
Green grass, blue skies…
In this beautiful world…
You and I, winding lanes as streams go by…
You and I, in this beautiful world.

Do you remember this theme song of a telecom major and as to what did it depict?
The relation between the little boy and the dog (a pug) metaphorically meant to convey that if you chose their network, it followed you wherever you went. It showcased how they were always there for their customer, no matter where she/he was. And boy, did they manage to hold our attention by maintaining this pug-love relationship with a lot many of us? This could be termed as a cute form of customer relationship management.
Of course, you are expected to pay the bill that’s generated! 😉

Well, I’m going to touch base on the topic – Relationship Management – in the simplest manner possible, for I’m not the one who likes to date Ms. Jargons! 😉
When we say ‘Relationship Management’ in general, it could mean a relation that is managed/maintained between any two parties, be it one-on-one or one-to-many or many-to-many! However, if we take a keen look into our day to day lives, we’ll be surprised by how we tend to spend quality time over managing relationships…yes all of us, You and I.

On a typical (week) day, you tend to deal with various forms of relationship management.
The day begins with how our vendor relationship is, say with your paperboy & milkman! The going is good till you get them delivered daily and in turn they’d get paid on time.
We reach our office and personally, the whole day is all about how your boss likes you and how you like your job – and vice versa. Professional relationship is the toughest for it’s of multi-dimensional nature. You have one boss, but you are not the only one reporting to your boss. Your affection is one way while your boss’s affection is routed/divided among his several of his subordinates. Expectations/Egos/Peer-competition can prove to be the most persistent of challenges/hurdles.
How you maintain the relationship with your client/customer, on behalf of your company, tells you about how good you are at managing customer relationship! And most importantly, since it involves a team effort to maintain a customer relationship, there needs to be some vested interest in maintaining status quo among the team members.
Personal relationship management is kind of round-the-clock management. Be it with your parents, spouse, kids, friends or relatives – it is a continuous & non-stop process, yes 24/7.

If we consider friendship, it is more of a time-based cycle. Not every friendship is an ever-lasting affair unless sincere efforts are put into maintaining them. Equal efforts are needed from both individuals involved to maintain it long and healthy. Off-late, social networks help you in kind of sealing the deal. They bring together long-lost friends who are separated not just by boundaries but also by their ever-evolving thought-process and like-mindedness.
Maintaining relationships on a social platform is not everyone’s cup of tea and it requires genuine efforts to be put along the lines (and ‘likes’! 😉 ).
While existing friendships get stronger when you maintain a parallel friendship track through your online connect, it has become much easier to form and maintain newer (or even long lost) bonds as well. More the links to a connection, the better, i.e., more the common friends, stronger will be the bonding (provided it’s interactive).

Apart from social networks such as Facebook, Google+, or the erstwhile Orkut, there are other platforms such as our own blog world which provide opportunities to create and maintain relationships among the like-minded individuals.
Take for instance, the case of 2 bloggers on this platform. By reading, commenting, ‘like’ing and linking each other’s posts, there is an unsaid social kind of relationship that tends to form and over a period of time, a strong bond is maintained among the two. This is a case of one-on-one relationship. When a blogger happens to hold on to her/his readers by getting them to follow her/his blog, it creates a case of one-to-many relationship. This is similar to repeat-customers in a business relationship, where at the end of a contract period, the customer prefers to renew the contract with the same vendor rather than open up a fresh bidding process.
These social relationships can help you grow as an individual, as a person and possibly even in terms of work/career growth. If not for a direct solution, at least you’d get options in hand! 😀

It’s like you’re always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.
But, I’ll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I’ll be there for you, like I’ve been there before.
I’ll be there for you, cause you’re there for me too.
– Rembrandts theme, for the sitcom F.R.I.E.N.D.S 😀

 
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Posted by on July 14, 2012 in I~do~such~things, Management, Thoughts

 

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[Humor]~The Matrimonial Itinerary – 4… ;)

So where were we, the last time we talked about this? Right HERE. 😀

It’s been long since your profile has been created on the matrimonial site. You know that, because your 28th birthday is just a few weeks away. There would have been several hits to your profile, provided you have put up a profile picture that is either cute or dashing or both. A meager 18% of those hits would have resulted in some kind of action being taken – one of them being, horoscopes exchanging hands (via email, off late).

If you are a guy, this is a testing time. You are not allowed to see the photograph of the gal, till the horoscopes match, on both sides. You curse the ones who preach about practicing patience!
You: “Mom, can I see her photograph? If I like her, then try to match.”
Mom: “You think you are funny eh? 28 years you have waited no, can’t you wait few more days?”
If you are a gal, you simply go shopping, not giving a damn. 😀

A horoscope is a very tricky entity!! It behaves inversely proportional to your taste, if at all there is a scope. Being a guy, if you have liked a gal (photo or in person or through skype) then take it in writing that 90% of the time the horoscope will stand in your way. The astrologer will tell your mom that only 13/36 houses match and in the rest, the planets refuse to come to terms with each other and that their bilateral talks have failed. You get used to the 3-idiot-terminology: Rahu-Ketu-Shani. You’re crestfallen every time this happens and if you keep a count, you’d know it happens quite often.
However, usually you are told that as per the “tradition” you’d not get to see the gal or her photograph until both your horoscopes have satisfactorily matched. The astrologer plays a very important role here. Knowing you, your parents don’t give out the name & address of the astrologer. They believe in the ‘anything/anyone can be bought for a price’ fundamental. Been there, done that?! 😉

This is a stage where being a girl is the toughest, especially if you don’t like yourself being photographed. Even if you like being photographed, you’d be irritated at the way the photographer instructs you to pose for the MARITAL PICTURE – “keep your palm under your cheek..” “give a lovely smile…” – how can she smile when she’s asked to strike a “thinker’s pose”?!! However artificial they may seem, the studio pictures are considered your finest ever.

You come into the picture whenever there is a match in the horoscopes.
Being a guy, you would wait for that moment and get excited as you can boast with your guy friends that you now get to officially see a gal’s photograph and meet her as well.
Being a gal, you take a deep sigh (unless you are as eager as the guy! 😉 ) and you tell your mom to show you the guy’s photograph only if he’s a notch better than Hrithik Roshan or Tom Cruise. You also make it a point to tell her that you’re doing this only for her. But you do go shopping, reasoning that you need to buy something new (dress, accessories, shoes, cell phone! 😛 ) for that occasion when you go meet that prospect of a guy! 😉

The night before the eventual meet, you try to but get no sleep. You’re worried about tomorrow, the day you get to meet your prospective spouse. You’re more worried about it going all wrong. You’re even more worried about it going just right! Your sleep is completely lost when you receive a text message from a friend stating “All the best. Eagerly waiting to ‘like’ that change in your ‘relationship status’ on Facebook tomorrow.”.
That ‘tomorrow’ never dies. This and more, next time! 🙂

PS: Based on what I’m seeing my ‘eligible’ friends experience over the last 3-4 years as well as on a few of my own trial & errors. It’s fun to officially meet a total stranger for an alliance, each-n-every time. It’s even more fun(tastic) if you happen to fall in love with that beautiful/handsome stranger! 😉

 
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Posted by on June 14, 2012 in Humor, Thoughts

 

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