first love

“Man! I am in love. You may wonder but this is my first love. Never felt the way I am feeling right now. She is so beautiful, so soft. I have decided to propose her. Filmy style!!! I am going to take her to city mall and there in the open in front of a thousand people, I will propose to her”. “What do you say man? Will that work”?

“I don’t know”.

“Come-on now”, “tell me what I should do?” “Is it a good idea”?
“I don’t know man” If you are feeling that’s the way you can do it! you go ahead”

“Alright what did you do to propose to you first love”?” Ok tell me how it felt like to be in love”.
“Umm ok first you tell me how you felt like when you were born”.

“I felt like wow!” Wait. “What...Man how I can tell you how I felt? I mean I was just born. I was unconscious or subconscious or in some kind of state which I can’t explain. On my 6th birthday only, I came to know that I was actually born 6 years back”.
“So you never knew what the world was thinking about you when you were born”.
“Absolutely right”!” Hahahaha I don’t even know how many times I might have caused embarrassment to my parents, I mean”
“You mean that you never cared where you shitted, where you pissed. You don’t know how many people might have said “piss off” you dirty kid, though in their hearts. You really don’t remember anything.
“You are right!!! I don’t remember anything when I was born and you are telling me that you too don’t remember the things of in the same way”.

“Yes, I don’t remember those days of sub-unconsciousness” “Those two years of first love and a lot of shitting in public ”.
“Umm…hey but where are you going?” “Hey wait!! What do you mean, will I look like as if I am shitting in front of those thousand people in mall when I propose. Hey waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit