Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Ok

Being ok, meant something bad and really plain, some time back. Some time means a few years. Maybe, it was so because i was more of a child. Or something else.

But after going through all the pain i, ok means good. Atleast, it's better than bad. Bad is the overshadowing thing now. Good is very rare. So, ok is precious. Being ok is cool! I love ok!

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