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ANWE-ISM : A NEW FLAVOUR

The love of a single person is enough to combat the hatred of the whole world.
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Suruchi said…
true true true...i believe it is not the systems that keep the world moving-it is only love.

without it nothing else matters:-)
October 9, 2011 at 4:46 PM
Fatima said…
Its so true..but to get the love of that one person is the only thing that's sometimes out of reach :/

TC
October 9, 2011 at 7:38 PM
Arv said…
certainly enough to move things to an extent :)
October 10, 2011 at 12:20 PM
Rià said…
hmm...nice thought. :)
October 10, 2011 at 1:42 PM
Thousif Raza said…
that is absolutely rgt :) awesome line :)

Take care and keep writing....
October 10, 2011 at 4:23 PM
Randeep said…
True. Well said.

Cheers
Randeep
October 10, 2011 at 11:31 PM
Pramoda Meduri said…
Yes indeed..

Well put..
October 12, 2011 at 6:48 PM
Apples said…
I believe that's so true.
November 16, 2011 at 10:39 PM
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