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"How are you?"



We all have different experiences, different lifestyles, different lives... and we may not know it, but sometimes, the only question we'd only wanna hear from people is: "How are you?"

"I'm fine."
"I'm good."
"Everything's alright."
"Nothing much really."
"nm"
"fine"

SAME OLD. SAME OLD. Why can't I hear these answers?

"My dog died...He was a gift from my dad and ... "
"My favourite band's gonna have a concert near our place and my parents wouldnt mind me spectating!"
"I got fired from my job ..."
"I'm going to have a new cousin!"

They sound better, don't they?

It would be nice to know that someone actually listens. That someone actually cares. Not like:

"Ahh.." (silence)
"Aww, that's terrible!" (silence)
"Good for you" (silence)
"Good to hear" (silence)
(silence)
*laughs* (silence)
"Okay" (silence)

Have a conversation and make a friend. I have been in a lot of conversations that doesn't even reach up to 15 minutes and yes, it feels bad. I would think that maybe I'm just simply a boring person. A conversation where the words would just come out and you'd lost track of time is the conversation that I'm aiming for. A conversation where you're both having fun, forgetting the things that has been stressing you out for a couple of days. Conversations where everything is just background noise...just you and your friend or two...just chatting... And it all started with that one question...

So tell me...


How are you?


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