tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45053401504325767602024-03-05T01:15:12.516-08:00Short Love StoriesLove stories,poems,quotes,shayari
all you need is hereAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.comBlogger77125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-52749088391980094462015-04-14T06:20:00.001-07:002015-04-14T06:21:10.406-07:00Mein Kamph (Adolf Hitler)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-67920678907635123092014-08-14T00:20:00.004-07:002014-08-14T00:21:17.840-07:00Short Love Story #27 (Never Laugh on Anybody)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">Today I went for a party with my family. I don't like parties at all due to the loud sounds of the speakers.So with a cold drink in my hand, I took a chair and sat on a corner. While I was busy in myself and that cold drink, I saw a man with a glass of wine in his hand, dancing on the floor. I laughed out loud as he was looking quite funny.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">Seeing me laughing, a girl came to </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">me and asked<br />"Why you are laughing on my father?"<br />I said "He is looking too funny, your mother should control him and his drinking addiction"<br />She replied " My mother died a few years back. I think that's the only reason why my dad in try to forget her ,drink at some occasions and try to enjoy"<br />Hearing her reply, my tears rolled down off my eyes.<br />Laughing is good, but laughing on someone without knowing his/her story is more than a crime.<br />Keep Smiling.. Keep Loving</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-83208655622558461032014-08-09T07:35:00.002-07:002014-08-12T04:04:00.847-07:00Short Love Story #26 (Love is Sacrifice)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">Today due to extra work at the office , when I reached home late. I found my wife sitting on the stairs . When I asked her for the reason "Why she is sitting on the stairs?"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">She replied " The door is locked my dear, I was waiting for you"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">I asked " Where is your set of keys?"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">She replied " I mistakenly left then at office"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">After unlocking the door we entered into the house.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">W</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">hile she was in the kitchen,I was changing my clothes and while changing, I found her set of keys in my left pocket.<br />Seeing those keys, I smiled and thought<br />"She waited for me 4 hours and instead of having an argument with me for making her wait, she lied that time just to avoid a long argument in which I would have never let her win"<br />I went in the kitchen and gave her a huge hug.<br /><br />Love is not about impressing someone, its about sacrificing and not even letting the person know that i sacrificed<br />Keep smiling Keep loving</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-2691443629433690802014-08-08T06:36:00.002-07:002014-08-09T04:19:22.379-07:00Short Love Story #25 (Situation doesn't matter)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">Today, I boarded on a bus to reach my destination, but due to heavy crowd in the bus. I didn't found any seat to sit on. Luckily, after crossing midway, I got the seat with an old man sitting next to me with a heavy bag in his laps.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;">Just on the next bus stop, a lady boarded on and started searching for the seat, but didn't found one.At first, I thought to give her my seat, but</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 20px;"> later I ignored as I have already stood for long time and my feet were tired.But in the mean time ,seeing that lady standing,the old man who was sitting next to me stood and gave his seat to that lady.<br />That old man even after his old aged difficulties and carrying that heavy bag donated his seat but me as a youth didn't.<br />He taught me a beautiful lesson If you really want to help, it doesn't matter in what situation you are.<br />Keep helping..Keep Loving</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-45203733815370387472014-08-04T08:22:00.002-07:002014-08-04T08:23:06.523-07:00Short Love Story #24 (Its about my friend)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Its about my friend and that day when he was going to propose a girl, he loved from last 2 years. He proposed her with extreme guts.But that girl rejected his proposal.I felt very sad for him. When he reached back to me at the place I was standing, to make him smile I said "Its okay .,it happens my friend. You will get some other girl"<br />
But His reply touched my heart ...<br />
He said "I can't forget that girl ,Its not about her only, its also about the shine I see in my eyes standing in front of mirror everyday thinking about her"<br />
Love is loving someone even after loosing that someone but with a smile on your face and shine in your eyes.<br />
Keep shining Keep Loving</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-2949930967598335572014-08-02T22:53:00.000-07:002014-08-02T22:53:12.045-07:00Short Love Stort #23 (Never ever say it)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">One night just before sleeping ,a message came on my mobile phone .It was a message from some unknown number. When I opened it to read , it was blank, nothing was written in it. After 5 minutes ,again a message arrived from the same number which was blank too. To find out who is so much idle to send blank messages, I called at that number.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">It was some girl on the other end, s</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">he said "How come you have time for a stranger, who did a blank message on your mobile? But didn't had time to reply on the 200 hundred messages saying words of love send by the one who you loved just 3 days back"<br />That made me cry. First I used to say her "I love you" but soon I started ignoring her as relationship started growing.<br />If you don't love , then never ever say it. Share smiles not sorrows.<br />Keep Smiling ,Keep Loving </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-59055754790345674482014-07-30T23:50:00.001-07:002014-07-30T23:50:25.934-07:00Love quote #32<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
You don't need to buy expensive gifts for her, just say a few good words about her father if you really want to make her smile</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-54365251756533316552014-07-30T00:19:00.002-07:002014-07-30T02:12:06.249-07:00Short Love Story #22 (It was my Birthday)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Today was my birthday, I woked up late .My husband wished me with a beautiful smile on his face .I hugged him and went for bathing .In the mean time , my 6 year old son also waken up . When I came out after bathing , I found him standing in front of my door of the bathroom . He hugged me with his tiny little arms and wished me a happy birthday.Just when I was smiling feeling <span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span><span class="text_exposed_show">my son's wish as the best wish ever .My husband told me "after waking up your son was searching for you.I told him that you are in for bathing .From 20minutes ,he is standing here waiting for you to wish "<br /> I asked my " why you have been standing here ? You could have wished me later "<br /> He smiled and replied "If you can stand in kitchen for hours ,preparing food for me, then I can also prepare a smile by standing for few minutes for such a sweet mother "<br /><br /> Love is about making someone feel special.<br /> Share smiles, Share love </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-65980982960264372252014-07-30T00:16:00.002-07:002014-07-30T00:16:43.053-07:00Love quote #31<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Love is<br /> .<br /> .<br /> .<br /> .<br /> When the first thing you do after waking up at morning is texting your love a very "good morning"</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-89075208860676632262014-07-28T01:59:00.002-07:002014-07-28T01:59:10.277-07:00Love quote #30<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Think twice before saying someone "I love you"<br />
It might be some casual three words for you <br />
But for someone hearing these words can be a dream come true</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-75799172949272640582014-07-25T08:55:00.000-07:002014-07-28T01:56:41.660-07:00Short Love Story #21 (Have a heart)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">I was sitting on a bench on the bus stop , waiting for my little daughter's school bus. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">In mean time , a beggar came to me and started begging. I gave him a one rupee coin, but he returned my coin and left from there.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">When my daughter's school bus arrived , that beggar quickly reached at door and started begging from my little daughter.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">Just when I was going to hush away that</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> beggar, my little daughter opened her bag and handed over her tiffin by saying<br />"There is only one chappati left in it , hope its enough for you"<br /><br />And that beggar ate that chappati and handed over her tiffin back and said "Thank you so much"<br /><br />A 6 year old kid is much more intelligent and kind hearted than us when its about sharing.<br />Avoid distributing money, distribute humanity<br />Have a heart...Keep sharing..Keep Loving</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-80233239110727645992014-07-22T07:32:00.000-07:002014-07-22T07:32:00.972-07:00Love Shayari #14<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Itna bhi mat ro ..eh haseeen <br />Meri kabar par bicha k apne SAYE<br />Kahin tere ansoon se sakht na ho jaye ye kabar ki mitti<br />Aur meri rooh ka dum ghut JAYE</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-29953966508778056602014-07-22T06:34:00.003-07:002014-07-22T06:34:20.936-07:00Love quote #29<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Love is<br /> .<br /> .<br /><br /> When you smile continuously while reading her message again and again </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-59201118099921087512014-07-22T06:18:00.001-07:002014-07-22T06:18:27.616-07:00Love quote #28<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Stop Expecting<br />
Start Believing ..........If you truly love<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-8378654344008863532014-07-19T07:02:00.003-07:002014-07-19T07:10:39.243-07:00Short Love Story #20 (Its about our parents)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Its about when I was 4 years old . The moment my father was leaving my bed after making me sleep. I held his hand from behind and said "I haven't slept yet , where are you going?" <br />
He smiled and replied " I am going to buy beautiful dreams for you from god , my little angel"<br />
Although He was lying , he was going to his office for night shift. <br />
But the truth is Our parents for our future and our dreams , works so much hard day and night. <br />
And What we provide them in return ?<br />
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Love your parents, provide them your "Heart" not "Old Age Home"</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-30949359592711248812014-07-18T10:51:00.002-07:002014-07-18T11:10:56.738-07:00Short Love Story #19(Story that will make you believe god exists)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It was about a few months ago, When I was on my way to office on my bike. While I was driving, I found my mobile vibrating. To check it, I stopped my bike beside the road under a tree. It was a call from my office mate. While I was attending the call, I noticed an aged lady on the opposite side of the road waving her hand looking at me. At first , I ignored her thinking she might be waving her hand for someone else. But, after attending the call and placing my mobile in my pocket. I found there was no one else for her to look at beside me. Thinking that she might require some help, first I thought to ask her "What I can do for her". But realizing that I am getting late for office, I ignored and left from there. After just a minute , on the round about a high speed motorbike after getting slipped clashed with my bike. I however, recovered from the accident but when I got to know that the reason behind slip of the other bike was petrol leaking from my bike. I remembered that lady. Actually she was trying to say me that fuel of your bike is leaking. But instead of hearing her, I ignored her.<br />
God comes in different forms to make you learn the value of your life .But we ignore it that time. That lady, that time was doing the work on the behalf of god. If you are nice human being who help everyone without thinking about your own benefits, than God lies in you.<br />
Keep believing, Keep helping, Keep Loving </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-68419209524952270492014-07-15T06:57:00.001-07:002014-08-08T06:35:41.213-07:00Short Love Story #18<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A girl and boy was sitting in the park<br />
Girl: What are you seeing continuously in the sky?<br />
Boy: Nothing sweat heart<br />
Girl: There must be something. Tell me<br />
Boy: I am not seeing the sky ,I am actually talking to my dead mother and telling her "Don't worry about me because now I have someone who is just sitting beside me and cares for me just like you" </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-11940657966446583002014-07-11T09:34:00.003-07:002014-07-11T09:34:18.470-07:00Love quote #27<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I tried to resist myself from loving you , but at end I found myself in front of your house waiting for you to come out and love me in return.<br /><br /><a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/sukhdeep"></a></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-14856410407558305842014-07-10T07:50:00.002-07:002014-07-10T07:50:23.199-07:00Love quote #26<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
There is no relationship between love and priority.Where there is Love, everyone seems equal<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-42319417081896141832014-07-09T01:41:00.002-07:002014-07-17T07:09:33.909-07:00Short Love Story #17(Its good to be nice)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Today, When I was going to market to buy a packet of milk. I saw some poor kids playing football with an empty can. They were enjoying it so much that they even forgot that that they are playing on the road not in a park. One of them kicked so much hard that the empty can hit the cup of a road side Tea Seller. After seeing the cup in broken pieces, he stood up with anger.<br />
Although , those poor kids were scared thinking that the tea seller would beat them but they didn't ran from there to save them from punishment. They said "Sorry" to the tea seller.<br />
Seeing the kids apologising , tea seller kicked the can towards the kids and said "Playing on road can be dangerous for you all, go play in the park"<br />
All those kids left from there .But just after 10-15 minutes, they came back with something wrapped by newspaper. They present it to the tea seller. When Seller unwrapped that thing, he found a beautiful cup with a letter underneath it.<br />
Letter said <br />
"If you can forgive us forgetting about your loss,we too can do something for such a sweet human being.Thank you"<br />
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Instead of winning arguments, forgive and win Hearts.<br />
Keep Forgiving.Keep Loving<br />
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<span class="userContent" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}">Zaruri toh nai Ishq mein dard <br /> Dil tootne se hi hota hai<br /> Humein toh uske aansu hi<br /> Kaafi ae dard ka ehsaas krwane ko</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-81657912790512273792014-07-07T06:33:00.001-07:002014-07-07T06:33:57.136-07:00Love Shayari #12<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">Kaun Kehta hai dil chahiye dil lgaane ko</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">Bs ik rooh chahiye jo kurbaan ho sake</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">Yaar Ke Naam ho sake</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05544646335286824501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4505340150432576760.post-19880734452147932252014-07-07T06:28:00.004-07:002014-07-28T02:10:59.383-07:00Short Love Story #16 (My mother's Dream)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Before waking up in morning ,we all quietly sleep like a cute little baby .We busy In our dreams fighting for being some one "Who is unique from the world" and sometimes we even murmur in a low and indistinctive voices about our dreams or something else.<br />
The same happened with me .I got to know about my mother's dream when she was sleeping and murmuring .<br />
She had a very small little dream of meeting my father ,who 4 years before left her alone and divorced on a small basis of doubt.She had a dream of seeing my father just once to live rest of her life .<br />
I tried to contact my father by every possible way so that I can complete her dream and make her met her husband on her birthday.But ,my father didn't replied.<br />
But I had determined that at any cost ,I would complete my mother's dream.So I contacted my friend who do theatres,I told him to find a person who looks similiar to my father .After a few weeks ,My friend replied that he found a person who looks simliar to my father.We both told the whole story to that person,as it was for some one's happines he accepted to do the role of my father on my mother's birthday.I gave him some of my father's old clothes such that he looks so much similiar to my father .<br />
On the day of her birthday,I saw a person entering my home through the gate.I thought , the person who came is the same whom I given to the role.But suddenlly,I thought I haven't said him to come in front of mother as she will find out "He is not my father".I said that person to visit the party at evening such that my mother get a glimpse of him and his clothes .I said him not to meet my mother.<br />
When after running downstairs,I saw the person I saw at the gate was hugging my mother.He was actually my father .He visited us ,maybe due to my mails and messages.My mother was happy ,after seeing me on the stairs,She called me near.<br />
I though my father would had told her everything about my mails and messages.She said me thank you for the gift and told me the whole story that your father had never divorced her,but due to some people who attacked him 4 years back due to some police case your father did against them ,he had to left us and settle in Rajasthan. He still love me ,the way he loved ME 4 years back.<br />
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LOVE DONOT SEE THE DISTANCE BETWEEN BODIES ,IT DEPENDS ON THE DISTANCE BETWEEN HEARTS.<br />
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