[1] "The moment you read this word, your mind is ready with a silhouette picture of a person, a sense of warmth has built up in your body, you feel a little better than you were feeling a moment ago and you have one more reason to be happy."
"Love: (noun) Pronounced: Lʌv, A feeling of affection" A word so small and with such a simple meaning, yet a word which have terrorized even the bravest.
"Love"...A four letter word which made a 16year boy cross the mightiest river, and the bravest of captains lose his life.
A word which can blow a breath into a drowning body after he has none left, or can be the very reason that he is drowning.
A word which has brought hope to people, at the same time let people to hopelessness.
I am sorry if I am late in telling this to you but this love is far from categorization. So, if you have already built-up the image of a boy and a girl walking hand in hand beside sea shore or on a never ending road, I suggest you consider reading it again.
{Down memories lane}
I remember an old 'mochi chacha' who used to sit in front of our house. He sat on a 2X2 wooden stage hardly 3 inches above the ground. and very often used to polish my shoes in the morning when i used to knight out to conquer my world, 'a 10X10 bamboo classroom'.
I still remember that July morning. It was one of the first exams I think I was serious about (One of the very few) I kept convincing myself that I can do well but it wasn't enough. My mom was trying to force-feed me (One of her few), prepare my tiffin, pack my bag and at the same time tried to console me that I will do fine, and in all of this chaotic situation she forgot to clean my shoes, it was a thursday, I was 10 and nervous, I shouted at her!
{Story of my shoe}
The suppose to be white pair of PT shoes looked like it has been dipped out of a puddle of mud, and was it not. It was the last PT class just before half yearly exam, 5th period used to mark the unofficial end of school that day and joyous we were because it came with two of the best news that could have come that day...(To be continued)
Succeeded by Love Continued

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