Monday, May 16, 2005

Girl

Once a little girl was playing on a seesaw. A boy came and sat on the other side of the seesaw, and the girl's face glowed with pure joy. After a while boy left. The girl didn't find any meaning in staying there anymore. She left the seesaw swinging alone.

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

:D haha...that was veryy insightful..even in its cuteness. Akela insaan khush hota...mager kissi kay anaye aur phir chalaye janaye say wohi baat main woh baat nahi rehti.

Sidra said...

it's like a girl getting married...you miss your single days, but if you get divorced, it sucks!

mystic-soul said...

its like a broken glass...