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THE SPOKEN WORD IS LIKE A TENNIS BALL
PLAYED TO AND FRO IN A GAME THAT DOESN'T PALL.
IT IS MADE OF SOME SUGAR AND SOME GALL
AND THE GAME IS PLAYED BY COUPLES ALL.--(VERBAL DUELS)

SOMETIMES THE POINT GOES TO HER
SOMETIMES IT GOES TO HIM.
THERE ARE TIMES OF ANGER
AND THERE ARE TIMES OF JOY TO THE BRIM

THIS IS WHAT WE LEARNT IN YEARS 33
AND THIS ADVICE WE DISPENSE FREE
SOMETIMES YOU MAY GET ON YOUR HIGH HORSE (OR TREE)
BUT YOU HAVE TO COME DOWN SINCE YOU ARE PURUSHA AND STREE
( NATURE CAN NEVER BE IN HARMONY IF THEY ARE NOT BALANCED AND TOGETHER)

FOR PARENTS STAY WITH US AND GO UP
CHILDREN COME TO US AND FLY AWAY
GRANDCHILDREN COME, CONQUER AND DEPART
BUT ONLY YOUR PARTNER IS THERE TILL DEATH DO PART.

Happy Anniversary!

Going by Auckland time (which I monitor nowadays for obvious reasons), it is now the 25th of March already. So a very Happy Anniversary, N babai and G Pinni!

Follower.

Me and the silence!!
Well, let's say that I am following the group policy of using it as Subhakankshalu programme.
If most have nothing at all to communicate, why should I be garrulous???
ps: if both the krups are inclined to verbosity, they are welcome to it.
I also shall lean back, read and enjoy with a beatific smile.

Happy Birthday Mamayya!!!!!!

Many More Happy Returns of the Day Mamayya