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Single and Unavailable

While growing up, Single had many friends. He liked to play with all of them. Hide n seek, cycling, cricket were some of his favourite sports.
As he grew up, he realized that he and Available had become very close friends. They would go to parties together, go on geris and hang out with the rest of the gang. But it was always Single and Available.

However, slowly Single started to grow suspicious. Whenever Available met someone, Single would feel insecure. There was a constant fear of losing Available . There were frequents arguments and both could feel the rift between them.

Then one day Single met Unavailable. The two had lots in common and Single loved Unavailable’s company. When the two were together, they didn’t have worry about anybody else. There were no fights, no insecurity-just loads of fun.

From that day onwards, Single had a new best friend-Unavailable.

Single and Unavailable

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Dedicated to my Tantra t-shirt
and all the Single and Unavailables-enjoy the freedom

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Alesea said…
finally a tribute to ur tshirt dat i absolutely luv........rock on babe
April 6, 2007 at 12:47 AM
Pallav said…
SUPERB!!

Very original and fresh idea!

And Tantra ROX!


N

P.S You are linked, thanks for linking ;)
April 7, 2007 at 6:27 AM
Bharti Bedi said…
@NM
thanx for linking n glad u liked it...
April 7, 2007 at 6:38 AM
Anonymous said…
im single n u r unavailable...gotcha ..dis ones dedicated 2 me..cum on buddy v r classmates.. yah u r my new bast friend
April 23, 2007 at 8:48 AM
Aarish said…
gr8!! go on writing such stuff.. and then you call yourself mediocre!!??
May 3, 2007 at 11:19 AM
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