I am apparently pretty good at writing love stories. Who knew? PS: I am certainly using this talent for evil purposes

The strangest thing happened the other day. I was under quite a lot of pressure, and I was expected to tell a love story. So I pulled a story right outta' my--err- mouth, and lots of people liked it. Even more amazingly, many people still come to me even until now and tell me they rather liked the story. And I was like, Huh, seriously? I mean, I hope you're not just buttering me up because you need something from me, like maybe writing an essay, 'cuz lemme' tell you sister, I am not AT ALL writing stuff that you are supposed to write. Oh and I hope that Bakery item you bought for me was just as a friend or an unknown acquaintance, as it's not gonna change my views either.

So anyway, the story was not very good anyway. I suspect Ir, the best storymaker I knew, would have thought of that kinda story in grade 6 or 7, and would already have been too old for it by maybe 9. But here I was, trying to get away with some crazy-ass story, and I was actually being cheered.

Here's the scenario. I fall in love with a girl, and then I break up. Make a story out of that.

We had literally bumped into each other. I was with a friend at ND's in Bansweshwar, and she was with her friend. Just as I was about to leave from my table, she bumped into me--actually, she banged into me. When I later asked her if she had intentionally bumped into me, she rolled her eyes and said "Oh, so you think I am the kind of girl who goes bumping into random strangers?" I didn't answer. Her friend told me later that she had, in fact, intentionally bumped into me. And that is how we literally fell into love with each other.

...And Blah Blah Blah, cheesy cheesy stuff, blah blah blah, and then they break up, blah blah blah... And then I leaned about blah blah blah. I finally got married to the girl my parents blah blah. I love my wife blah blah blah...I now have a wonderful girl blah blah blah twinkle of my eye or whatever blah blah  blah You get the idea.

That's when I realized that love stories are damn easy. In fact, they're the easiest thing in fiction. I mean, if I, who would be a preschooler if such things were the formal education, can spin such yarn, it must be eeeasyy-peasy, right? As always, Pfft, Love stories, sooo overrated....