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What's the worst thing I have stolen?
Probably little pieces of other people's lives. Where I have wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That's the worst thing on e can steel, the time of other people. You can't just get that back!!!

                                                      Pushkin Channan

Over the period of time I have been able to realize that whatever comes our way is destined and cannot be avoided. The reason being these are decided by our work which is decided by our stars which again decided well in advance. The habit of cribbing among humans is on old one. The ones who don't crib are the people who actually are emotional and smart enough to fake the smile. I am also now learning the art of fake smile. Nowadays it even has become hard to believe that people around appreciate me. Because they have never done so!! And those who actually appreciate are the ones far away. Can't really do much about it....
                                 Pushkin Channan

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