Growing old is inevitable. But growing up is a choice. Not my own – somebody wise said that. I simply endorse the view. It makes sense, you know. But it’s hardly new knowledge. Not a day goes by without someone or the other telling me to grow up. It’s quite...
“The guy in the lab coat stabbed me with a blade, did some sort of hocus-pocus on some drops of blood (MY blood!!) and with the air of a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, triumphantly turned to me and said “Your blood group is B+” Jesus! If he wanted to know my blood group, he could just have asked! There was no need for the torture!”from - Hamish Joy : Blood Donor, read the full article...
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