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"As I walk away, I feel the gravitational pull of attraction weakening, like a whispered secret fading into silence. The curiosity that once sparked, now a gentle ember, slowly losing its warmth. The less I engage, the more I see the facade, the imperfections, the flaws that make them human. The mystique dissipates, revealing a person, not a fantasy. I'm drawn to the idea of connection, the promise of excitement, but in absence, I find freedom. My mind clears, my heart lightens, and I'm left with the truth – sometimes, walking away is the greatest attraction of all."

Once upon a chaotic morning, I woke up with the grand idea to explore the “Jag Ghumya Dhimag” — a mission to find where my brain had gone! Apparently, it had packed its bags and taken a world tour without informing me. The first clue was when I poured shampoo on my toothbrush and wondered why minty freshness smelled like lavender. That’s when I knew: my dhimag was on vacation! I started my investigation like Sherlock Holmes but without logic, caffeine, or a working brain. I searched the fridge — maybe it was chilling next to the cold drink. Then I checked my pocket, but only found old candy wrappers and unmatched socks. I even looked under my pillow (because dreams and dhimag might be related, right?). No luck.