Sir Cacao Point of View

"Respect is the most important –"

"I respect her a lot, Sir Cacao. I truly love her."

"When you truly love someone, there would not come a day when you might feel you don't have any more feelings for them. That is –"

"That's true. I finally found her after ten tries. All thanks to Sir Cacao."

I tried to keep my smile on my face but only my dead ancestors know how hard I'm trying right now. Agent Harpic has been very, extremely and disturbingly active the whole time that I can see that not only me but others also are feeling a little upset.

Alright man, I understand that you love your soon-to-be eleventh wife. I get it. I truly do. But why not keep that love on mute for some time until the lecture is over?

I closed my eyes and imagined faces of those ex-pet bees to calm myself down.

No, I'm a public figure. I need to maintain my image. I should be composed, no matter whom and what disturbs me.

Yes, I am Sir Cacao, the man who is the very symbol of gentleman. I can do this.

I will do it. I will be fine.

"Agent Harpic, may I know if you read the recent book I published?" I asked humbly with my ever bright smile.

"All. I read all your books." He laughed out proudly and clapped his hands in excitement.

A hundred plus students and a few professors along with assistant teaching staff; everyone was keenly listening to me and only answering something when I asked but this Agent opens his mouth just about every second.

Why, just few minutes ago, I took a sip of water from my bottle and he commented 'Ah, how I wish I was that bottle.'

I mean – No! I prefer my tumbler to be a metal or bamboo made. Humanized cleansing agents are not wanted.

What made me so embarrassed was that he, as a man, wanted to be the bottle I held in my hand.

Mind you, I don't get embarrassed easily because I create sensational embarrassments every now and then. I'm used to them.

But this man –

"You did? I doubt that. I bet you haven't read 'CMWYA PMOWYL'."

"I'm sorry, but there is no such book among the list, Sir Cacao. What does it mean?" He rubbed his chin and asked as he fell in thoughts.

"No, this is off the list but this is an interactional book that many know about. It's called 'Coax me with your anger; Piss me off with your love." I said and passed on a card on which my blog details are printed on.

"The link will be unavailable for a month after today. Why don't you first go and fill up the form so your customized book with relative answers is sent to you. Seeing how big fan you are of me, it will be my wrong if I do not treasure such cleans – Ah – such fan Agents." Before I even complete my sentence, he shot up from his seat like he was sitting on a thorn chair and –

Looked at me with vigor?

Respect is appreciated, please!

"I'll be on my foot right away. Ah right, Sir Cacao, how should I propose my girlfriend so she agrees to marry me?" He has ten experiences already, isn't he already considered a pro-wedder?

"Umm, A bouquet of sincerity, reverential ring, petal shower of love and the right mood is all it takes." I told him and waved my hand to shoo him away.

He nodded his head with determination, threw me a powerful salute and a passionate glare before striding out like a fake military officer.

From my pant back pocket, I pulled out my handkerchief and wiped my forehead before smiling, this time genuinely, at my audience.

"Sir Cacao, is it true that you never had a girlfriend?" A student sitting two seats away from Bart asked causing everyone to straighten their backs and looked at me with interest.

I grinned at them and told them with a dreamy look, "Expect for my grandma, no, I never had a girlfriend."

"But if you never had any experience, how are so knowledgeable in love and romance." Some other student asked.

"Not personal experience but I do have worldly second hand experience. I saw, observed and learnt a lot. It is because I do not have many girlfriends that I became a love guru that I am today. When you know that someone did not held your heart, it is not right to waste time or effort on them." I got into my serious counselor mode finally.

With the Agent around, it was tough on me.

"But you might like them in the future."

"Like or love?" I asked looking straight at the guy who is now scratching his head in confusion.

"Isn't it the same?"

"Absolutely not. My grandma likes peonies, so I get her a bouquet of them every other day. But, she loves Irises so she went to great lengths to grow them in her garden. Tell me, is like and love the same?"

"As I was saying," I continued. "Love alone is not enough in a relationship. A relationship is like a recipe, you need several ingredients to make a dish. If love is your favorite part of meat, having a mindset to adjust and hold on to your love is the salt that adds taste to it."

"What if the same love is torturing you?" Did these students go through rough relationships that they are all kind of negative towards positive feelings?

Kids these days... they don't know how to use their ego in a constructive way.

"You use 'love' and 'torture' in same sentence; then it is not love. Love is accepting your bad day as happily as your best time. Love is taking care of your partner even after having a fight with her. Love makes you lower your head when you partner is in her lowest of times. Change is the only constant thing in the world. Time changes and so do circumstances and people. Adjusting your ego and holding on to your belief is mandatory."

"There is no 'losing love in time'. If you 'lose your time in love' then there will never be 'lost love in time'. Romance is the key to feel that love. From quarreling to giving silent treatment to kissing and hugging, every such act is a form of romance if, only if you have that preserving love."

Claps resonated around the hall by the time I finished my rarely-serious-monumental-speech. Although I do make my interactions fun and lively, there still are few rare moments when I do get serious about what I say and when I do say it seriously, I mean it more than hundred percent.

Everyone stood up from their chairs, everyone except Bart, and clapped energetically for me which made me grin at them widely.

Now, now, now, guys, you are making me feel like a God that I already am.

They love me too much, don't they now?

I cannot blame them for it anyway, who wouldn't admire me when this soul and body creation is meant for it?

After another half an hour more of some fun QNA session, I bid them goodbye and left the campus with Bart before hundreds of envious eyes.

Whistling happily, I steered the car stylishly making sure not to look like I was having an fits attack.

Someone from my family requested me not to act too stylish once. They said it looked like I was having an attack.

"This is not the way to home." Bart stated from passenger seat beside me.

"I have an afternoon schedule too. We will have lunch somewhere on the way and go there together." I sang in one of the opera tunes.

"Why tag me in?"

"Because I'm in a good mood and want to share it with my brother. You might like the place we will be going to." I whistled again and said it in some other self created tune.

"Are there many people from pink gender there?" Bart frowned like a cat.

"You can stand it."

"What will you do there?"

"Counseling between couples." I said and made 'zoom' sounds while driving the car still in safe speed.

"Then there will be pinkies." Bart snorted uncomfortably and glared at me.

"Trust me; you will not feel so worse when we get there. Come with me, I will get you a ticket to KAR museum." I grinned crookedly at him. He gasped and said impossible but even he knew that with me, everything is possible.

"You know I can get ticket to a place that even the richest cannot get so easily." I left the steering and shrugged in a blend of American and British style.

Bart did not answer but the silent yes was still heart from his heart. After all, I am the one who rule over everyone's heart.

I drove for an hour while I sang all the way there and finally stopped when we neared the foot of a green hill.

We both got out of the car and in front of us is the place where my next schedule is. On the welcome board is written –

"Magic hills Animal care? Really? The couples will come here to get your counseling?"

Bart, oh Bart! The couples are already here.

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