Frogs and Love

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By Shaily Agrawal

At the old age home, fingers entwined, they recounted their story to the volunteers.

Debra: It was 1959. I was at the city fountain, and like all women of my age, making a wish to find true love.

Suddenly a guy bumped into me, looking scared and mortified. His fiancée was holding a frog from the fountain and laughing.

It was love at first sight.

Emma: Next day, a jar with a frog spawn sat at my doorstep with a note: “Seems like you were kissing the wrong frog, Princess. Coffee at 4, City fountain?”

We never looked back.

            
“So many stories are waiting to be told. So I hold the pen and let the stories write themselves.” – the writer

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