In traveling, a companion, in life, compassion,'" she repeats, making sure of it. If she had paper and pencil, it wouldn't surprise me if she wrote it down. "So what does that really mean? In simple terms."  I think it over. It takes me a while to gather my thoughts, but she waits patiently.  "I think it means," I say, "that chance encounters are what keep us going. In simple terms.

It all comes down, as it must, to the desires of individual men. Oh, and women too of course, bless their empty little heads.

You might get lucky and die in some corner. ~Soi Fon

Be with someone , who believes in you,
When you stop believing in yourself

Written By Himanshu goswami

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