Flowers are a matter of joy. Roses, especially, have a glamorous appeal. There are also special rose lovers’ organizations I have heard of. Imagine the number of countries and languages roses pass through when they travel from the Netherlands to the sub-continent region.
Ya, I am coming to the point. She offered me a rose. Who, why, when? Don’t whack your mind too much. She was just a baby. No, not biggg baby. A little baby. I entered a function hall and the baby at the entrance offered it with a smile saying “Welcome, sir.”
So, what’s great about this?
Well. Climax. The rose fell from my hand. And someone picked it up for me.
OMG, She was gorgeous mannn!
And my friend with me was convinced I had dropped the rose purposely. But you, my precious friends, know. Will I ever do that?