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Random Gyan #29: Lend An Ear, But…

Pradita Kapahi / December 26, 2018

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December 26, 2018 in Quotes. Tags: advice, lending an ear, Life Hacks, Life Lessons, Quotes, quotes for life, sympathy, users, Wisdom, words of wisdom

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8 thoughts on “Random Gyan #29: Lend An Ear, But…”

arv! says:

December 27, 2018 at 5:27 PM

we all have many such selfish people; best to cut them out from our lives!

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- Pradita Kapahi says:
  
  December 28, 2018 at 8:47 AM
  
  Yes Arv. Best to cut them off, but only if it were that easy 🙂
  
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  - arv! says:
    
    December 28, 2018 at 2:03 PM
    
    I know! But what else can you do?
    
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    - Pradita Kapahi says:
      
      December 28, 2018 at 2:03 PM
      
      Except write posts like these, right? 🤣
      
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      - arv! says:
        
        December 28, 2018 at 2:09 PM
        
        yup. You can….I don’t 😉
        
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        Pradita Kapahi says:
        
        December 28, 2018 at 2:11 PM
        
        😂 You read mine and then mull over them 😉
        
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        arv! says:
        
        December 28, 2018 at 4:10 PM
        
        That’s what I have been doing 😉
        
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        Pradita Kapahi says:
        
        December 28, 2018 at 6:36 PM
        
        😂 😂 😂
        
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