No matter how much we ask after the truth, self-awareness is often unpleasant. We do not feel kindly toward the Truthsayer.

She was an extravagantly slender girl. Her ribs showed. The conspicuous knobs of her hipbones framed a hollowed abdomen, so flat as to belie the notion of "belly." Her exquisite bone structure immediately slipped into a novel - became in fact the secret structure of that novel, besides supporting a number of poems.

teri hasi hamare liye tofa hai 
jo kahe tumhari tarif me voh chota hai 
kaise tumhe na dekhe....???
tujhe dekhake man me ek khushi si jage aur hamse kahe 
tere chehre se nazar nahi hatati 
nazaare hum kya dekhe.

Life is strange. Every so often a good man wins.

Written By Frank Dane

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