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HMMM!!!

well yesterday was my b'day ..
and  my family and my friends made me feel special yesterday !
i was getting wishes from everywhere and everyone..
now get this " the statement of  LOVE THE ONE WHO LOVES YOU is quiet appropriate"
what happened yesterday was quite shocking  and i really dont know the reason ..
at 12 exactly a girl whom i had befriended recently chooses to wish me ..
at 12:35 the girl who likes me wishes me ( and i was quite happy)
now i liked a girl whom also i had befriended recently .. now here is where the story starts ..
i was waiting for a wish from her  but ..its ok if she couldnt wish me in night its not that my b'day is over ...
well the excitement next morning on my b'day was alarming .. i took the laptop and started reading the wishes and i thaked all for those who wished me with all their heart
..but anyways  i couldnt find her wish .. i thought maybe she couldnt for some reason ...
well went to bangla sahib  and came back and enjoyed with frnds ..
got a gift from  nachiket and aman ..(it was a 2013 mug and the design was quite nice )
checked my fb again still no wish..
well i thought that lets not be disappointed ..my disappointment was a result of expectaton ..
got hold of myself and gradually night came .. and still no wish .. that is when i realise that
"only the one who loved me didnt care for time and the one i loved didnt care for the tym either ...only difference is the one who loved me didnt care for her's and the one i loved didnt care for mine "
 but i guess things cant be reverted .. that is why its said  "time is of the essence"
well i promise to myself that ... i would love the one who loves me .. 

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