Just a step away
There is a very interesting Italian proverb about a poor man who goes to church every day and prays before God begging, "Dear god-please, please, please... make me win the lottery." This goes on for years. Finally god appears and says, "Dear son-please, please, please...buy a ticket." I remember a few years back when I was single (and not to mention desperate) , the only thing I wanted was love. The old me would always pray 'God, I don't want anything from you (so typical) but true love'. However, every date would turn out into disappointment. I used to complain to my friends (who wanted to kill me every time I mentioned the word love and its synonyms) about the guys, the city I was in and even my office for the misfortune. However, after a series of events and introspection, I realized that it was me who was making it impossible to find the one true love. I wanted true love - but had too many terms and conditions attached to it (just like those m