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Heaven and Hell

Raj, does heaven and hell exist?
Yes Princess, it does.
What is this between Hell and Fire? Why is hell always fiery?
No idea baby, probably something to do with pain. I have heard that burns cause maximum pain.
But Raj, how will you burn if you have no body, you are dead right?
Hmm, good one. I have no answers Princess.

Ok. Do you remember the time you were having this fling with that girl from office?
Why bring it up now baby?
No, I am just asking. Do you remember?
I do.
I used to be so jealous, my heart was a smouldering cinder. Do you understand what I mean?
Yes baby. It was like hell for you.
I love you Raj.
So do I baby.
Now you guess what I am thinking....
This is heaven Princess.
Dog you are Raj.
Bhou Bhou Princess.

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  1. Amrit SinhaOctober 12, 2013 at 9:19 PM

    So sweet :-)

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  2. Red HandedOctober 24, 2013 at 7:17 AM

    U know I did comment here... :/ Cnt c it though!!!

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    1. RajeshOctober 24, 2013 at 10:34 AM

      :) deleted it in my hurry to publish it. It vaporized into the matrix!!! This is what happens when you have farm hand fingers moving on a lousy over sensitive touch screen phone: (

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  3. AnkitaOctober 27, 2013 at 10:31 PM

    hahah! nice one!

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