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Apparently bashful all of a sudden, she turned red and looked downwards. Propping herself upwith one hand, she absentmindedly pinched the grass with the other.From then on, to make a long story short, we were both young and the world was ours.Whenever time permits, we were always together, stuck to each other like glue. Together wedrank of the nectar of love, and every conceivable joy was ours. Others may not think much of us, but we longed for one another, and we definitely needed no other. Each day we turned over anew leaf in the book of love. No morsel of food tasted good in my mouth unless eaten with her. No vista caught my eye unless viewed with her. Even the best music did not please my earsunless we listened to it together. In her absence, any festive occasion was always one person too

less no matter how big the crowd. But when we were alone together, “everyone (that matters)”

was there.While frolicking in the sea of love and splashing merrily around upon the waves, it never enteredmy wildest imagination that complications could arise between us. However, being older byaround three years, Remi thought much further ahead. While I never had the sense to look aboveand beyond the clear blue skies, she could foresee the rocks, pitfalls and rapids that lie ahead.And she finally brought it up one day while we were sitting at Mount Simvo Restaurant.

“After much thought, I realise that our age

difference would complicate things between us verysoon, no matter how happy we are together right now. At present, you seem quite pleased to bewith me, but a time will come when you find me dull and bland in comparison with younger girls.So, before we g

o any further, I think it is for the best that we part ways right now.”

“Don’t worry. What problem can arise as long as you are ‘you’ and not someone else? Even

William Shakespeare was married at 18 to the 26-

year old Anne Hathaway.”

“Exactly. It led to

so many complications that he stayed away from his wife and children in

faraway London.”

“All right, then, Robert Browning married 40

-year old Elizabeth Barrett when he turned 34, and

they were happily married till parted by death.”

“We can still remain friends, and hang out together.”

“I have quite a few friends, and do not really need another addition. Anyway, two people canmove on from liking to loving each other, but cannot revert from loving to liking.”

 On and on we argued.

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