Lessons are very important things in life. They not only teach you how to do well in life but also how to survive in this dog-eat-dog kind of world. you would never have guessed what my lesson learnt was, could you?

The creases on my forehead deepened as I furrowed my eyebrows . I was in deep thought. Why was I racking my brains? Of course I would be racking my brains for the solution, would you not do the same if you were thinking of a way to tell your girl friend you wanted to end the relationship? I would never beat about the bush but I am also someone who is as helpless as a baby infront of tears. All those conflicting thoughts were colliding with one another in my head, giving me a terrible headache. Very well, I would have to tell her the fact sooner or later, might as well end our suffering sooner.

I appoached her with a face devoid of emotions. " Kelly..." I began. She whipped her head around and flashed me a smile that would melt the hearts of many. With that smile I was assured that beyond any doubt, she would definitely forgive me and we would still be able to remain as buddies due to her happy-go-lucky character. How wrong was I, women were never meant to be trifled with .

"I sorry, but we have to break up,. I do not love you anymore." I finished from where I had left off. This was for the best, Kelly would definitel understand.

The sides of her smile gave a little twitch. Although her smile never changed, the aura that was given off had taken a drastic turn. Before her smile was as warm as a parent's loving embrace, now, it felt as if a gigantic ice monster trying to crush the breath out of me. What she said next is still able to send shudders down my back just by recalling it.

"I'm going to make your life so miserable that you would wish you were never born." she hissed, with a pretentious smile still plastered onto her face.

She was true to a words and I did experience living hell. She passed rumours about me everywhere. Facebook, blogs and even at my workplace and all of these rumours would be extremely cutting. Soon, the entire office was abuzz with all the latest rumours with concerns to me. People would discreetly point their fingers at me and would atrat whispering to each other in hushed tones and would finally burst out in a fit of giggles. The worst rumour was that I was a gay and it was because of that I broke up with her. That was not all, hooligans would drag me to a random dark alley and would start pulverizing me until I was unable to stand.

I had to go to extreme means to just hide from both the hooligans and also the snide remarks cast by my colleagues. After an entire year of struggle, I was left alone. I figured that she was probably bored from tormenting me any longer and therefore had stopped trying to beat me into a pulp.

The essential life-saving lesson was that hell has no fury like a woman scorned. I guess I would never figure out what women really think depp down as I feel that women are complicated creatures that i would never understand. Do you?