A living turns into life
With the price of love
A few cents for work
A dime for strangers
A hundred for friends
A thousand for family
And a million for self
Then there is the truth
We are bad investors
In this costly affair!
-R-
PS: I do not know what makes people write on currency notes, recently I found this amusing one which left me wondering if Rashid really did end up with Farhana, strange are the ways in which we confess love! :-)
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