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ambition, childhood, cynicism, death, dreams, hope, innocence, Life, maximum comments, promises, stress
‘’Hello, old friend. You failed me.’’
She perched on the edge of the window. Fragile, petite. Huge eyes fenced by inch-long eyelashes. Hauntingly familiar. 
I reached to pat her fluffy cheeks, but she dodged it with a lithe ballerina twist, “You promised to teach me dance. You never did.”
I sighed, ‘Kiddo, I tried. We completed 3 levels, remember? “
“But not all 7 levels.”
“You know Life – exams, peer pressure, cut throat competition, corporate world. The innumerable whirlpools that suck one down – Stress, worry, hurry, deadlines, projects. Priorities change.”
She stifled a giggle, “Life has you dancing to its deadlines,” Then she sobered down, “You do know that your Life has its deadline in Death Continue reading
