MY LOVE STORY....Part 1

Excerpts from a post I made in my old online diary on the 18th of September, 2005!.......enjoy.....
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My LOVE STORY:

Once upon a time, there was this little girl who loved to read a lot. And her parents always had all sorts of magazines and novels and books at home.
So, even some she did not understand all the grammar, she still read.

There was no Internet then to Google words, so she relied completely on the good ol' Webster to check up words. And some of those words were sure dang hard to even pronounce.

Anyway, somehow, her mum bought her a pack of novels once, and she remembers their names, all three of them: EBVU MY LOVE, ANGEL OF DEATH and THE UNDESIRABLE ELEMENT!

There marked a change for her. Her new found fascination with books and written stories. That was when even at that tender age of 10, she embarked on the project of writing her own manuscript. Alas, she found an avenue to put to use all those words that were underlined in her Webster! She would write and write and write. And at Intervals would draw and sketch. Her most favorite scene was a village square with all the thatch houses and cooking stands and trees and birds and children running around! She indeed loved to paint. And the pencil, especially, well-sharpened ones had no rest in her hand , as she just loved to draw dresses and cute looking models!

Needless to say, all her pocket money was spent on more Pacesetter Novels! And then, she discovered James Hadley Chase series, and Barbara Cartland! Phew!!! It was no surprise to anyone that her eyeglasses which she had started wearing at the tender age of 7, had to be almost doubled in strength when she was 11 years old!!! Did I forget to mention that she became an addict of MILLS & BOONS stories. She had boxes of those!!! Not to mention all sorts of foreign entertainment tabloids and fashion magazines. Like Cosmo, Jet, Teen and a whole lot more.

Now, back to the focus of this story.

This little girl, now a woman, became too engrossed with love and romance and all. Her reading too many fairytales from her HUGE collection did not help matters as she believed in the '....and they lived happily ever after'. Which by the way, she is about to do.

Follow me to the ....

PRESENT DAY:

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