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"I'm fine, thank you"

"I'm fine, thank you" 


The most used lie of the world! People greet each other with the same lie each morning. How can someone be fine all the time? I not fine all the time but I do lie! I have thousands of thing happening in my minds at each and every moment but I just say, I'm fine, thank you. And the best part is that no one doubts it! lol! How someone can doubts it ? All are lying it the same way. The way I lie is the way they accept it!



I don't have the copyright for this lie nor I'm interested! Every second person is lying, not only for once or twice in day but for many times! Its not because people are liars, it is because they can't trust others! It is because no one has got some much of time to explain each and every thing all the times! For someone this could be a lie! But it is not a lie! It is just an easy escape!

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