What a cute title for a movie!
Love stories start from our childhood days. At age 5, I romanced chocolates and lollipops. Then I went through a gradual transformation in my teenage years. Post age 10, for some strange reason, I haven't rekindled that love for sweet stuff. I was never into bouquets and cheesy romantic detailing since my sweet sixteen days and till today the pattern hasn't changed. My way of showing love is entirely different. A simple sms, a walk in the park, a hug, a hand to hold, a kiss on the forehead, cooking for my loved one etc. These are the ways I like to express what I'm feeling, that I care. It's very basic I know but its better this way.
My most consistent love story has been the one I've shared with my shampoo. Over the years some advertisements did manage to sway me towards their home team but they never lasted long enough. As a result, me and Pantene, yes! me and Pantene have had the most healthy relationship ever. We've seen each other through good and bad days. Times I've had to make do with small sachets due to lack of income, times I've squeezed every tiny drop from a pearly white bottle because the next one to come would take a while to appear in my bathroom closet and also times when its been there in abundance. A one, a two, a three. Still we've supported each other through it all. A typical bad day therapy for me would be standing under a warm shower for, what seems like, hours. Its a good feeling. When the shampoo foam starts dripping and makes its way down the drain, it gives me a sense that those are my fears being washed away.
I was never made for real life love stories. Fictional ones like the one I've just mentioned suit me best. I continue to take everything I do seriously but for a few days its time to focus on the lighter stuff in life.
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