It was social studies that I hated most. Bloody thing never made sense to me. I mean, I, as a boy of 9 years struggled to comprehend the relevance of Mutton industry in Chicago in annual term paper at a school in India which was 140km from nearest railway station.
(Well, They didn't tell me, tons of IT professionals from India work there.)
So I was staring, at two butterflies flying together around a bush, through the window. I sure have had looked into butterflies before but that day it was different (geography effect), and I started wondering, do they love each other? I don't know, if dancing and flying after one another meant love. But, surely they didn't share food with AJ (my fancy gal back then) like I did. Huh! leave it, stupid butterfly doesn't know what Bobby Deol said in Barsat.
Later that evening at home, I stared blank at my study desk and kept telling to myself, may be one doesn't have to watch Bobby Deol to learn how to love. May be, We all know how to love like the butterfly did. (That's why I got canned for not doing homework the next day haa haa)
By the time I moved to supper table, I was fancying AJ and me flying in the clouds. But,The question which had taken shelter in my heart was why everybody tries to teach us love theorems? Little did I know years later I would have to do something similar too.
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