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Why
Women are complex creatures:
If you kiss her,
you are not a gentleman
If you don't, you are not a man
If you praise her,
she thinks you are lying
If you don't,
you are good for nothing
If you agree to all her likes,
you are a wimp
If you don't,
you are not understanding
If you visit her often,
she thinks you are boring
If you don't,
she accuses you of double-crossing
If you are well dressed,
she says you are a playboy
If you don't,
you are a dull boy
If you are jealous,
she says it's bad
If you don't,
she thinks you do not love her
If you attempt a romance,
she says you didn't respect her
If you don't,
she thinks you do not like her
If you are a minute late,
she complains it's hard to wait
If she is late,
she says that's a girl's way|
If you visit another man,
you're not putting in "quality time"
If she is visited by another woman,
"oh it's natural, we are girls"
If you kiss her once in a while,
she professes you are cold
If you kiss her often,
she yells that you are taking advantage
If you fail to help her in crossing the street,
you lack ethics
If you do,
she thinks it's just one of men's tactics for seduction
If you stare at another woman,
she accuses you of flirting
If she is stared by other men,
she says that they are just admiring
If you talk,
she wants you to listen
If you listen,
she wants you to talk
In short:
So simple, yet so complex
So weak, yet so powerful
So confusing, yet so desirable
So damning, yet so wonderful …
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Dear Suni-
Yesterday, I was passing by your rectangular house in trigonometric lane. There I saw you with your cute circular face, conical nose and spherical eyes, standing in your triangular garden. Before seeing you my heart was a null set, but when a vector of magnitude (likeness) from your eyes at a deviation of theta radians made a tangent to my heart, it differentiated. My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots, which only you can solve by making good binary relation with me. The cosine of my love for you extends to infinity.
I promise that I should not resolve you into partial functions but if I do so, you can integrate me by applying the limits from zero to infinity. You ate as essential to me as an element to a set. The geometry of my life revolves around your acute personality.
My love, if you do not meet me at parabola restaurant on date 10, at sunset, when the sun is making an angle of 160 degrees, my heart will be liked a solved polynomial of degree 10 with love from your higher order derivatives of maxima and minima of an unknown function.
Yours ever loving
Pythagoras
Zinda Debbarrma
Tripura Engg. College
B.E. Electrical Engg Response
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