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Now you must be thinking
How hundred times?
Then let me tell, 
             It was very easy,
             Cause I always slipped off
             And ended up,         
             Cancelling,
             The blind dates.
But this time
She was all prepared,
With a broom in a hand
And, slipper in the other,
With threatening words
She let me go off....
              Literally speaking,
              I was afraid
              I re-read my lines,
              Thousands of times
               before reaching,
               the date,
               On the time.
I was nervous, not because of date
But because of mother, & her threatening plans
I felt I was in a battle, without any weapon.

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