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Life is.
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I do knot.
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New is news.
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Go for it or fore go it!
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Fasting is a waste of waist.
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Love creates. Creation loves.
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I am what i am. Rest is gossip.
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I know a liar who was once a lawyer.
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Baby! Welcome to the world of adults.
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Guru makes the God come alive in me.
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Beginning is the end of all beginnings.
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Kites are my way of talking to Heaven.
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Windows are doors that refused to grow.
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You are now who you once wanted to be!
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The only guarantee in life is its expiry date.
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I have nothing to declare except my assets.
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One thought is enough to fill many lifetimes.
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Urgency of desire leads to desire for urgency.
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A smile costs nothing, that’s why it is priceless.
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Everyday is not Sunday, but Sun-day is everyday.
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Life has all the answers. Do you have any question?
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I believe in not believing in my beliefs. Even this one.
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People are best pulled with tales, and animals with tails.
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There are days when it takes work to get away from work.
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Why don’t we add the time spent in the womb to our age?
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When you take a leave, leave the leaves of the past behind.
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Every morning i get up from a dream, only to live another.
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I dream of a world where i can see sounds and hear colours!
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Whatever happens happened long before you saw it happen!
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The power of love is infinitely greater than the love for power.
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I don’t know what i am, but i know what all i have been, and can be.
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The talent of summing up is as good as reaching the nectar in the flower.
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If you are caught between ecstasy and pleasure, kindly choose with utmost leisure.
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Allow me the opportunity to entice, serenade and court you, before you give in to my charms!
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A woman can as much ‘Wow man’ as she can ‘Woo man’. That’s why a woman is much more than a man!
When life changes colours like a chameleon, sheds skins like a snake, rises from the ashes like a phoenix, it is difficult to stay the same.
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Creativity is seeing the unseen with eyes closed. It is the after-taste of the perfect gulp. It is the music heard before the guitar is struck. It is the lingering smell of a blocked nose. More than that, it is everything that i didn’t write about, yet nothing more than i did.
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Mr. Iyer,
You are one creator, I know is as original as one can find and I am only too proud to be yr frend..
CheerS
Good you have friends who admire your work!