It was the first time.
The first time I got rejected.
Unexpected, it broke me apart.
It felt like a thousand stones weighing
down my heart.
She said no.
Even though she knew
it was my favourite choclate bar.
“The age is just a number, your real age is defined by the number of mistakes you make and how much you have learnt from it, how much you have grown, for that I am still young, lad, so think before you call me grandpa”- he laughed hysterically yet fervidly at the newspaper boy.
He was too wise to be a ‘madman’, that was what the people called.