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The "Elixir" of LIFE

so here is the deal man ..
 im not gonna pay 100 rs for this cover so if you can lower the rate a bit plz
i eventually bought it for 90rs .. so the 10rs didnt seem like enough trouble to go through.
on our way back me and my friend grabbed a bite from McDonalds .
almost home after 20 mins ..
on the walk met a friend and something stuck my dear friend he gotta buy some stuff for his coming submissions ..
we head towards  a place to eat (isnt it funny that we required stationary and ended at a food joint) there we ate  and enjoyed ..
we headed to the shop where we would get to buy stationary ...
on the 7 min long way my friend tried call everyone he could have the info from ..
the "what to buy and what not to" list .he called 3 out of which 2 didnt respond so he called his daughter..(so called)
no she didnt pick up no matter how many times he called
"i called fooling myself on the fact that i was trying to help him .. instead of the fact that it was my insatiable desire to call her ..
listen to her sweet "hi"  and to her voice ....
so it was me the foolish one that i could escape the inescapable  fact .told her by the end of the day .." so no matter how life appears in the begining its always the ELIXIR in the end .. 
fyi the woman in KBC tonight is a massive upholder of
"if a women wants she can go through such times with her family by her side"

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