This story was really beautiful. It is not a love story, it’s more of the story of a young boy infatuated with a girl. I think in order for something to be a love story, the efforts and feelings need to be reciprocated, and this young woman barely knows he exists. He’s obsessed with her, and obsessed with the idea of getting her to actually pay him any mind, hence the want to go to this bazaar. And I even think, ultimately, if he had gotten her something at the bazaar, he would’ve still had that sinking feeling in his stomach, because she probably would not have cared that much.
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Emma,
As I agree with your opinion of the story being about a young boy infatuated with a girl, I believe you are missing some of the underlying points that the author comes across. For instance, when you talk of the boy’s experience at the bazaar, you highlight that if he had gotten her something there, “he still would have had the sinking feeling in his stomach”. Whether or not that is true, it is not important. The author is trying to bring across the point that not only was the bazaar a humbling experience for the boy, it brought him back to reality as he had only been focusing on the girl and ignoring things of actual importance in his life. He even mentions wanting to “annihilate” the days coming before the bazaar, as if nothing else in his life mattered at the time.
Great mansplaining something I already understood Daniel. I’m writing my opinion, and my opinion, is in fact, important. Thanks.
I concur that for something to be a romantic tale, the endeavors and sentiments should be responded, and this young lady scarcely realizes he exists and he’s fixated on getting her I think it is additionally seriously connected with accommodating and adapting to sensations of misfortune dissatisfaction began just after things turned out badly, and they were just set off without anyone else and his inclination to dazzle his adoration. What’s more that certainly follows back to adulthood we are once in a while the only ones answerable for our own misfortunes and comes up short. It’s anything but a romantic tale