Be A Master To Corner
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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He said,
‘I love you, my dear;
I shall wait at your steps;
I shall be your doormat;
I shall lay my life as your prize.’
She said.
I can’t love you, sorry;
‘What more do you want? ’
‘I don’t love slaves’
Women love only masters
They don’t love pleaders
22.11.2004
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