So as usual i was scourging my collection to re-read one of them, only to get my hands on "The Love story" again (it wasn't intentional, i promise... ok may be not) if u are my friend, may be you know how i love this book... Erich Segal had been a great blessing to this world, literally...
the book is pretty slow and deals with story straight out of a typical bollywood movie... we have the rich-unspoilt(rolls her eyes)-football-jock falling for a go-lucky-not-so-rich-art-student.... the story moves on with the rich parents disapproving the pair and disinheriting our hero... he promptly disowns them too and marries our darling girl.... its a regular story with our girl falling seriously sick, alright...
but what really hooks on you onto this book is this: the jolly flow of the love between Oliver and Jennifer.... the warmth of the book lies in the dialogue between the characters... the pull is the unadulterated affection between Jenni's father and her....
And yes.. i cried, and i cry every time i finish the book.... its not because Oliver will be all alone...its not because Oliver had to leave his pride and ask his father for help... its not even because Jennifer dies.. But its the words that make me cry, every time....
And yes... Love means never to say sorry :-)
