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I shouldn't be wasting my time i know that....but even if i do waste my time, i waste it the way i like it sleeping or doing stuff dt i wnt to...so that is not exactly a waste is it?
any ways, its my time i have all rights over it i can use it or misuse it but why should i let some one else misuse my time?
specially the ones who don't really make efforts to take time out for me...the ones who don't respect me enough to value my time, have no right to expect from me that i would ever take out time for them, least of all let them misuse the most precious commodity i have.

A commodity so precious it could well become the measure of the depth of feelings one has for some one. Emotions are no barter i agree but I am no saint to take time out even for the ones who have neither time for me nor value for the time I have for them.

as for the title of this post, its been so titled because if there is anything in the world love for someone can be judged is by the virtue of time...how much time do those people devote to the people they say they love, the thing, the habit, the activity, the space they love.

It simply can be reduced to this one equation LOVE IS DIRECTLY PROPORTIONAL TO THE TIME OF INTERACTION OR INVOLVEMENT. More than any other parameter of human judgements time indeed qualifies as the one most cementing element of human relations. The basis of all human relations might not be love but its the sweetest and the most endearing of all humanly virtues. The only one indeed worth giving a thoughtful thought to.

Not to forget that love unlike any other is soul of existence

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