The man that did not believe in love had a name, but that is not of consequence here. It
only mattered that he did not believe in love, and that he vowed to himself that he would never
ever love again.
And so he began the day, just like he began every other day.
With a cold and disbelieving heart.
But today, something different was going to happen. He just didn’t know it. Because
when elves decide to do something, they see it through, even if they aren’t too smart in the ways
of the heart. The elves had a plan. A sweet but stupid plan.
And as per their “plans”, the old man chanced upon a five rupee bill. A five rupee bill that
he found laying in the street.
Luck, he thought, as he picked it up.
But there was something written on the bill, something that someone had supposedly
written on the bill in ink. Hooligans, he thought.
He looked at what was written on it and saw something which he did not like. For on that
particular bill that he had in his hand, someone had written a four letter word. A four letter word
which begins with ‘L’ and rhymes with shove. But since the man did not believe in the word, and
had vowed to never even speak of it again, this is how the word must be conveyed.
He threw it back into the street and went on his way.
Two hours later, the bill found it’s way back into his hands. And just like before, he
tossed it aside. But this time, it fell into the hands of some nearby children. They were covered in rags,
and looked as though they hadn’t eaten in days. When their eyes fell upon the money, their faces
lit up. The man that did not believe in love stood their perplexed. He did not know what to do,
he just stood there, watching the children.
He noticed their sad and tired faces. He noticed how their eyes lit up when the stray bill
flew into their hands. He also noticed how even though the small sum of five rupees would go a
long way for them, not even one child made an attempt to claim it for their own.
They were sharing.
Because they loved each other.
The man suddenly felt colder than usual. He walked away, and went back home. Locking
the door, he stayed inside his house for two whole days. He did what he was good at doing.
He closed his heart and refused to believe in love.
2 days passed.
He went outside again, but this time he avoided his usual places. This time, he went to a
restaurant nearer to the city. The day was a rough and dry one. He hoped that nothing strange
would happen.
As he sat there, sipping his coffee, he noticed a stray dog pawing at a piece of paper.
Something made him get up so that he could take a look. He saw what the dog had been pawing
at.
The five rupee bill.
A woman, perhaps as old as him, had noticed the dog as well. She smiled, scooped up the
filthy bill, and left. She returned, momentarily, carrying a small bun. Tossing it to the dog, she
smiled, and left as if nothing had happened.
It was love.
That night, for the second time in his life(since he had stopped believing in love), he was
confused. Should he believe? Shouldn’t he? It was all too confusing.
So he vowed to forget of all that he had seen these past few days. He vowed to never
believe in love.
He closed his heart and locked it.
But elves don’t give up very easily.
Again, the next morning, as the man went out, something extraordinary happened, yet
again. The 5 rupee bill swept right past him, as if taunting him, but it did not fall into his hands.
Instead it fell into the hands of a young man that was standing a few feet before him.
With him, was a young woman as well. As the pair of eyes looked upon the bill, and the four letter
word on the bill, they smiled, but said nothing.
For the old man, time stopped still. The wind stopped humming, and the clouds stopped
whirring. Nothing moved, yet everything seemed to be absolutely normal.
For love has a language of it’s own.
Love has no boundaries and it is unconditional.
The old man remembered.
And he smiled.
Some part of him came to life that moment.
He believed.
And in a remote part of the world, lying in a wee hospital bed, Cupid smiled. He suddenly
felt much more better.
THE END
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