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Nothing is forever. Everything is as temporary as the life we are leading. As past is not forever we forget the past. As present is not forever we forget the present. If the love is there in the past abundant and if it is not continued in to present as it is, is it nothing?
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015
Nothing is forever. Everything is as temporary as the life we are leading. As past is not forever we forget the past. As present is not forever we forget the present. If the love is there in the past abundant and if it is not continued in to present as it is, is it nothing? The love is intense emotion and deep desire of the demand of mind. It is so important that how it Is nothing? This “nothing” is what the soul searches every minute in life.
“You are pretty easygoing Robert, right?”
“May be, I don’t care about that, Betsy.”
“I know that. What next?”
“Shall we go to beach?”
“Lot of people will be there. You don’t look at me. I see you and doubt that you are seeing some other girls in their bath suit or half-nude in blue waters.”
“Thinking Blue? You naughty, you are my only girl. Why I search to see some other girl?”
“I am a girl, so it is only natural to think like this.”
“Oh really?”
“You boys always look towards girls to see who is up.”
“Come, you are my girl. Have my warm feel.”
Robert hugged Betsy tightly. Betsy hugged Robert with still more tightness. They forgot that somebody may see them. Even if anyone sees they don’t bother. Whenever they want to be closer, they do like this. They are living their life, why should they bother for others who are not connected with their life?
They have entered a private room in the regular bar. The special room is really very comfortable. They ordered their drinks. They are in their world of moody talk.
All of a sudden the doors of opposite room are open by another bearer. Young man and woman are in their busy in love. Robert and Betsy saw them as their door is swinging.
“Stupid! We are not drinking. Don’t you see?” The young man in the opposite room shouted with discomfort and anger.
Our doors are closed. Betsy looked down as if her hands are touching the ground and the warmth makes her melt.
“Is it the bearer’s mistake?” Robert questioned as reasoning.
“No. They need it. So it is neither their mistake.” Betsy said.
“You look like their personal lawyer. You may be a lawyer in the court, but not here.”
“If I were in police department, I could have arrest!”
“Them?’
“No. You, for seeing the crime and not responding legally.”
“Just for what you have seen in the opposite room.”