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Time

Aarav loved playing cricket in the evening so much that he often felt terrible as soon as it got dark. He used to return home and complain about how time flies by while playing but doesn’t when studying.


Though his mother often told him it is because when we do something with love, time passes by, while it doesn’t when we don’t. This response, however, didn’t convince Aarav.

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