Note: This short story does not intend to harm the legacy of Shakespeare nor does it intend to make fun of it. A Light heart is advised while reading. This is my humorous take on a current situation, and what I have seen over the years, as i grew up in India.
(Year 2017)
Dear Juliet,
I know it has been tough on our part. Do you remember when we first met? I sent you a friend request on Facebook, that you didn't accept for over a month. I was annoyed. I have had ego issues since then. That is why I had cancelled the request. But, my self respect wouldn't get the better of me. So, I was ready yet again to humiliate myself. You also know I have a winning attitude. Therefore, there was no other option left than to stalk you in person. I am sorry.
(Year 2017)
Dear Juliet,
I know it has been tough on our part. Do you remember when we first met? I sent you a friend request on Facebook, that you didn't accept for over a month. I was annoyed. I have had ego issues since then. That is why I had cancelled the request. But, my self respect wouldn't get the better of me. So, I was ready yet again to humiliate myself. You also know I have a winning attitude. Therefore, there was no other option left than to stalk you in person. I am sorry.
I agree, you were undeniably hot and sexy, but not the only one in town. Nevertheless, my eyes were fixated on you. Although I am not good looking or as educated as you are, nor is my standard of living at the same level as yours- I took it as a challenge as I was always fit and ready to consummate our relationship. Coming back to the first time we met : I was staring at you, at the bus stop and you yelled at me "bloody cheap" and asked me to leave.
Juliet O Juliet, you look so beautiful! I could never give up. There were so many sleepless nights where I imagined you beside me, under me, over me. But you were still busy ignoring me. You even blocked me on every social media site known to me! Seriously? How could you?! You insulted me, called me a creep. Why? Just because, I love you. Why can't you approve of me as your Romeo? No matter what happens, you will be mine. Although I know our families would never allow this to happen, I had to prove to them soon enough how much I love you. I had to molest you for that very same reason that night, while you were heading home from work. Believe me, my intention was never to scare you, but I like the fact that you stood strong and did not utter a word, to anyone. This tells me you are ready to be mine. O Juliet, I am set to climb the two mountains of love for you.
Love, ROMEO.
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