Danger is that silent, tranquil, breezy, benign morning, when you are so confident about the future that you would grasp the open hand of a stranger….
Showing posts with label Dekapitator. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dekapitator. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
A Sense of Danger
Sunday, January 29, 2017
The Art of Conversing
Is it not intriguing how some people just come out and talk to strangers, in bars, trains, or even restaurants? What could have possibly moved them to do such a thing? Do they think they have something quite significant to share to others that they just have to start talking?
Having engaged in one of such ‘conversation’ I can safely say that the nicest way to end such ‘intriguing’ chats is always by stating what the initiator shall do, obediently, for me, whether they like it or not.
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