Secrets of love

"Do you know why you can't keep hold of any girl Dan?", my grandpa had asked me one day as we were both leaning on the rails of a bridge watching some small boats sailing across the water below.

"No", I replied. I had taken the question very lightly, after all no one was seriously going to take romantic/relationship advice from an eighty something year old man.

"You know what issues is, with you the young ones today?", he asked. He was looking at me now.

"A lot", I had remarked. "We play too much video games, we spent millions of hours on the Internet following the lives of celebrities who for one might not even know we exist, we drink too much...."

"I really don't think your generation drinks too much, but that's beside the point. The issue with your generation is that you don't really like to take advice"

"That's not true grampy", I protested. He hated it whenever I called him "grampy", said it made him feel old.

"Argue all you want, but the truth remains that none of you, not a single one of you is interested in whatever anybody else has to say"

I felt hurt. I don't know why, but I felt hurt, "are you trying to say that my generation is selfish?"

My grandpa was a wise man, and he could tell that I had been hurt by his assertion that my generation were a bunch of selfish ****.

"Well Danny boy, as much as you might not like to hear it, but its the truth. Its affected the way your generation handles everything. For example, look at the way you love"

"How do I love grandpa?", I asked

"You don't love at all", he had replied. For the first time since we began the conversation, I laughed.

"Are you saying this because of Kyrine", I asked. "You know it just wasn't my fault"