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I’m the symbol of true love… or am I?

My story began in a Media College in India!



A keen Media boy presented me to his snobbish classmate and proposed to her.



She let down the proposal and flung me away in the air. I landed amidst crow shit!



A little kid was walking past. He noticed me and thought I belonged here among stone flowers. He was naïve to know that the stone flowers were no match for me; as I had one thing that they didn’t… BREATH!



A philosopher was heading towards a venue to give a seminar. He saw me lying among the stone flowers and thought that I should be dedicated to a great man’s commemoratory statue. So he picked me up and left me near this statue at the gate of his venue!



Then the wind blew me away far and wide. Before I realized, I was lying on pebbles of stone. They were hard and they hurt my back. But nobody paid any heed to my suffering.



A poor girl was on her way to visit her ailing friend in the nearby hospital. She thought she would present me to him and wish him speedy recovery.

I sat there on the hospital table while the ailing boy got discharged and left the hospital without taking me along!



A peon in the hospital saw me there and took this opportunity to express his love for a senior lady doctor of that very hospital. He went to her office and slid me in her personal diary.



The lady doctor noticed me after a while. She was ecstatic! She knew who would have taken so much effort to express his heart’s feelings.



She went out to have lunch with her colleague, who (by the way) she thought had proposed to her!

And the two of them, who were never meant to be together, lived happily ever after…………

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