A lovely post from Sabigurl …
She wanted to talk, she had a lot on her mind, but there was no one to listen to her. She needed a shoulder to lean on, but everyone had their own problem to attend too. She thought to call a friend, he was too busy to listen, and he called her a ‘drama-queen’. She felt lonelier with each passing day. People she thought were her friends were not there for her at the time she needed them the most. Gradually she fell into depression.
He wished he could talk to his parents, but they were too busy making money. He was an only child, he never had anyone to guide him and he never related much with his relatives because he didn’t have the opportunity. Whenever he had problems his parent would shove him aside claiming they had one deadline or the other to meet. He wasn’t a happy…
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It is a story. 😦
I actually meant to say,it is such a sad story, my computer or the internet was in a hurry to print my half written comment. I apologize for this. 😦
Hello Ranu, that is what I thought you meant but thanks for clarifying it for me :-).