I absolutely do not offer my personal tubs and pots of lip balms to anyone in this world anymore ever since one person literally scooped out a finger full and rubbed it between his palms before eventually applying on his face!!
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I write this while listening to a very clear conversation between two girls who are wishing each other bye's after a walk perhaps.
And I hear bhajans in the distance, a train, I insects, singing birds and small animals of the wild whistling to the unison of a mismatched chorus.
The sound of a cracker in the distance..!
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