A lover pressed his suit unsuccessfully for many months, suffering the atrocious pains of rejection. Finally his sweetheart yielded. Come to the park, at 6:00 PM, she said.
So the lover finally found himself seated beside his beloved. He pulled out a sheaf of love letters that he had written to her over the months. They were passionate expression of pain and burning desire. He began to read them aloud. The minute passed and he read on and on
Finally the woman burst out, What kind of a blockhead are you? Those letters tell of your longing. Well, here I am with you at last, and you are lost in your ludicrous letters.
Here I am with you, and you keep thinking of me in your head, talking of me with your tongue, and searching for me in your books. When will you start living with me? ..
Here is 2011 already with us . Good to start living a great life this year and beyond . Here and Now!
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Welcome 2011!
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