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I am a Male and can speak Hindi, Bengali, Gujarati, Urdu and Spanish. At the age of 60+, I decided to write a few new things in life rather than computer program and games. I hope you would find it entertaining.

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Wednesday April 22, 2009

Starngers in the bus

> size="2">We stare at each other,

sometimes we smile,

sometimes we say hello,

Strangers we are at best in our own domain..
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Whether one is sleeping on his seat,

or one is busy with his fingers at chat,

whether one has a blank or a curious look,

We all have some stories hidden behind our faces..
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We remain strangers till we . style="background transparent url(.//files.adbrite.com/mb/images/green-double-underline-006600.gif) repeat-x scroll center bottom cursor pointer color rgb(0, 102, 0) text-decoration none -moz-background-clip -moz-initial -moz-background-origin -moz-initial -moz-background-inline-policy -moz-initial margin-bottom -2px padding-bottom 2px" name="AdBriteInlineAd_start" id="AdBriteInlineAd_start" target="_top">start. a conversation,

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Then comes the stories of life, past and present,

The stranger feels like a person we knew all our life..
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Whether it is the social nature of humanity,

or the traveler’s syndrome,

whatever it is,

it is always nice to have a friend even for a short time.

Posted by narain2 at 11:03 PM
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