Head over Heels

Reminiscences, five decades later, are like snowballs that roll down gathering up fiction as they go. Until it becomes difficult to figure out how much actually happened. Did I really make love to all those women that I thought I did? I have no idea.

Like the bullshitting NBC anchor, Brian Williams, or the aggrandizing Hillary Clinton, I too tend to get carried away by my memories.

But then, this is my blog. I’ll fake experiences if I like.

Just train your cursor on the ‘ Head over heels’ on top of this page and you’ll find a nested group of pages, Head over Heels (Part-1) to (Part-8), about my first crush that I hope you will enjoy reading…….

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