Alexander Pope said it best when he wrote ‘Hope springs eternal in the human breast’. If there’s a season which inspires us to change, renew, and improve, spring is definitely the one. It is the time of year when one gets a spring in their step, when the days are longer, when we breathe in the air of rebirth, the winds of change.
This week’s story is one of first love, spring, and discovery. It is not for the faint of heart. If you are not a romantic, you need not read further!
Spring and love go together like spaghetti and meatballs (ironically, my ‘pay’ for doing this is supposed to be spaghetti and meatballs, which has yet to manifest itself). It was a spring day, 1969, when this boy, at the tender age of 5, fell in love for the very first time. It was a love affair…
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