《Romeo, India’s: Where was his Juliet?》fighting with parents...who will win if they lose?
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Yahoo Messenger: 16 April 2001 03:14 PM
Subject: fighting with parents...who will win if they lose?
romeobanglore: lost connection
julietscity: ok
julietscity: I got your promise...
romeobanglore: it's a deal?
julietscity: we don't need any deal with each other
romeobanglore: yes...so we agree on that issue...good
julietscity: when the heart wants to do anything ... then let go ... follow the heart
romeobanglore: it, at last, gives me some motivation to work
romeobanglore: do you remember, we had planned to go for a world tour long back...during the days we first met on the internet?
julietscity: yes... If you invite me... I might plan to travel with you... if I work and have holidays
romeobanglore: I will invite you...and we'll do it someday when you have holidays
julietscity: Then...you can protect me... we won't lose each other and get scared... if it happens
romeobanglore: yes...a different way to be lovers
julietscity: no...we aren't lovers...we are sex partners
romeobanglore: you know...after 6 months, now I have the motivation to work
romeobanglore: now I have the motivation to make money
romeobanglore: sex without love is cheap
julietscity: that's what we are
romeobanglore: ok...believe so...I know whatever we say, we will still continue to love
romeobanglore: can I still call you 'honey'
julietscity: If you promise me, you won't use it to call other women
romeobanglore: I promise
romeobanglore: I will never, never, never call any other woman honey
julietscity: yes... But if one day you need to do it for the needs of others... you can call her DEAR ... not honey
julietscity: it's allowed
romeobanglore: never...I am never going to call anyone honey in my life...
romeobanglore: I gave you one few promises...that's because I want to keep the promises I gave 100%
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julietscity: don't say that
romeobanglore: so this is one of the promises I give you
romeobanglore: you know I don't want any woman in my life
romeobanglore: why?
julietscity: yes... You don't want to, but your parents will give you one
julietscity: you don't have to make promises to make up
romeobanglore: They could give me a doll as well
julietscity: we know each other's hearts... it's enough for me...
romeobanglore: I am not making anything up to you
romeobanglore: because I have not broken away from you
julietscity: Do you prefer a sad doll... instead of arguing with your parents?
romeobanglore: this promise I gave is with sanctity, once I used to call you honey with all the meaning and sweetness, and no other person will be the same
romeobanglore: fighting with parents...who will win if they lose?
julietscity: I have no right to interfere with your family
romeobanglore: ok...I don't want to make any statement now...because you will see it as a hope
julietscity: ok
romeobanglore: you know...you have the right to do anything with everything I have
romeobanglore: ONLY you have that right...ok leave it...we are going back to the question of love again
julietscity: no...you are wrong... I can't even convince you to fight for our love
julietscity: sorry...I shouldn't say that...
romeobanglore: you can believe so
romeobanglore: hey...come on...I told you...you can say anything
julietscity: You can't treat me gently... strictly to me... it's me... who make a decision again...
julietscity: I broke our promise to live together...
romeobanglore: there is no point in hiding the fact that we used to tell everything
romeobanglore: and there is no need to change it
romeobanglore: you didn't break...the promise lost validity because of the date
romeobanglore: and I think...we will meet again this year
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julietscity: I don't even know where to go
romeobanglore: live like normal...think of your future and career
julietscity: ok...I will
romeobanglore: follow your heart, as you said
julietscity: yes
romeobanglore: hold your head high always
romeobanglore: wait for 5 minutes, please
julietscity: yes Sir
romeobanglore: ok...I am back
romeobanglore: madam
julietscity: telephone?
romeobanglore: no...one colleague...she wanted to ask a doubt
julietscity: ok
julietscity: your lunchtime...
julietscity: Did you tell Ojas about us last night?
romeobanglore: yes...no one to come with me...
romeobanglore: everyone back to our State
julietscity: how many holidays they have?
romeobanglore: Ojas left on Thursday
romeobanglore: so he won't know anything
julietscity: when will they come back?
romeobanglore: tomorrow they will come back
julietscity: Stay with me tonight ... when are you in the office?
julietscity: after playing cricket?
romeobanglore: had your lunch?
romeobanglore: tonight? what time?
julietscity: no... I take diet pills... I haven't had breakfast, lunch or dinner recently
romeobanglore: you think I will drink too much?
julietscity: I don't want you to go out and drink with others
romeobanglore: with whom?
julietscity: after playing cricket... when will you be back?
romeobanglore: no one is there
julietscity: people in a bar or pub...
romeobanglore: you don't feel hungry?
julietscity: I feel sick and cannot eat
romeobanglore: I am not going to play cricket today
julietscity: Stay with me tonight until your friend returns tomorrow...
julietscity: or you need time to read C language
romeobanglore: Friday I drank too much...I rode my bike back home and there was an accident
romeobanglore: my friends will be back tomorrow morning only
romeobanglore: no...
julietscity: Did you have an accident? Did you get hurt?
romeobanglore: you want me to stay here all night?
julietscity: yes
romeobanglore: I didn't have any accident
romeobanglore: no...you should sleep...you don't take any food and now no sleep also
julietscity: I can sleep during the day
romeobanglore: NO
romeobanglore: I will not hurt myself...because I have something to do
romeobanglore: no
romeobanglore: don't worry, I won't hurt myself...I have some things to do
julietscity: ok
julietscity: don't drink too much
romeobanglore: hmmm
romeobanglore: you too...should not cry too much...it hurts me
julietscity: bingo
romeobanglore: hmmm
julietscity: that's the only thing I can do
romeobanglore: no...try not to do that...I still care for it
romeobanglore: ok
julietscity: ok...but it's not that easy...for women
romeobanglore: it's not easy for men also...
romeobanglore: but try, please
julietscity: sorry
romeobanglore: ok...nothing more now
julietscity: ok...go for your lunch now
romeobanglore: hmmm
romeobanglore: c u later
julietscity: c u
julietscity: how about tonight? will you be here?
romeobanglore: I will be here...but I don't want you to stay awake all night
julietscity: I don't want you to feel upset all night also
julietscity: you need friends now
romeobanglore: it's ok
romeobanglore: I think different from you
julietscity: ok
julietscity: c u
romeobanglore: I will take care of myself
julietscity: are you sure?
romeobanglore: you too
julietscity: yes
romeobanglore: ok?
julietscity: yes
romeobanglore: ok
julietscity: c u
romeobanglore: bye for now
julietscity: bye fornow
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