Rewriting ...
I don't have much to say, and whatever I try to say, I cannot say it well. My apologies.
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The Mask
At some point in life, one simply has to calm down. The world will always be full of noise, chaos, shouting and squabbling. But you, my frie...
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Anando stretched his left hand towards the melting sun. This everyday scene is never old to him. Dusk and dawn was the height of spiritualit...
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Sorry for not writing here for so long. Sorry for my last post that hurt you. That was intentional. I wanted to pick up a quarrel with someb...
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I had a wonderful realization today. I realized, for the first time, that God cannot probably give you anything even if you pray fervently. ...
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eagerly waiting for the remaining part :)
" But he again counted till ten. One, two, three, four ... ten. And it was over. And again there was one till he finally realised he is actually a scoundrel."
Or not a scoundrel at all but a homosexual who doesn't know it yet. I understand they exist, especially in certain traditional societies.
Excuse me for such a comment which may be completely alien to the eternal moment. But please grant your fictional characters the freedom to be themselves and not tied to the ideas & prejudices of their author.
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