During our school days, we were very fond of listening and telling the stories. The lane infront of our house was very spacious. During summer nights, after taking our meals, we the boys and even elders used to lay our beds on this lane to spend our nights. Before going to beds, we used to tell or listen stories. Among them I was the leading person. Once a story as told by me had ended after fifteen days. At the end, when the listeners came to know that the hero of the story was none other than me, they laughed and said- "We believed it to be a real happening. You have fooled us." The reason why I brought it to the knowledge of readers is to make them know that, as to what a story is- "A Story is a bundle of false-hood made to believe it to be true and incensed with wishful mesmerizing""