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I fell in love.......again!!!

      I was out in the evening, walking Chikoo, when my eyes fell on him. And, my heart skipped a beat...several beats, in fact!  He stood there, in all his splendid glory. So handsome, so good looking!! He was surrounded by a bevy of girls. All giggling and vying for his attention. And he... he seemed smug in the knowledge that he was the centre of their attention.
     His eyes were what caught my eyes first. Brown...with a touch of gold from the setting sun. And naughty....playfully naughty...as if teasing me.  The moment he looked at me, my breath got caught in my throat.  The world started to spin! And  his face...his face seemed to be chiselled by God in his free time! So perfect...so attractive. Oh no! What was happening to me? I really was losing my mind! Why was destiny playing such cruel games with me...at this age? I already had my first love with me...how could I even think about anybody else?
     I really had to leave that place right then, but unknowingly, I was only getting pulled in his  direction. I had to be near him, see him, touch him, get his attention all to myself! God, what an idiot I must have looked then! I cringe in the memory of that moment. What would my love feel if he saw me like that...with some one else?!
    I decided to throw caution to the wind and moved determinedly towards the object of my affection. Let people think what they want, I wouldn't care. To hell with the saying about a  bird in hand being worth two in the bush! I would do what I felt, what gave me happiness. I inched towards him, made my way through the crowd of the girls still swooning over him. And before someone could take him away, I thrust my arms forward and took him in my arms! Oh! How wonderful it felt!
    I was in seventh heaven! He felt so soft to touch! And the moment I had him in my arms, he started kissing me! Oh!! I couldn't believe it! He too felt the same way I did! This was unbelievable! He wriggled in my arms but wouldn't leave. His soft, white, furry coat was muddy and dirty, but absolutely beautiful! He had a black, cold nose that sniffed me...trying to learn more about me. And his tiny tail...it wagged on and on! I just didn't have the heart to leave him there on the road, but, my Chikoo would never tolerate sharing me with anybody in this world! Oh! But, what a cute puppy he was!
     Yes, he was a stray puppy I saw on the footpath. Why? What did you all think? You dirty, rotten minds!!

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