Love stories never get old. They are not meant to be touched, tampered or tinkered with. They age with time, just like wine. Sometimes even better, sometimes a bit nastier. Love stories evolve, but never dissolve into pieces. Just like ghost stories, they become more elusive. More meaner, more spicier, more engaging, sometimes heart-breaking, and mostly all the more ridiculous and almost every time, without logic.
PS: It's a little late to update for blogger friends and followers but you see - another bachelor has got caged, on 23 September, i got engaged. And yes, it's my 30th Birthday today. One year more, not sure a year wiser! ;-)