"Beinnale", an art exhibition that happens once in two years. I told my parents that I am leaving to see the exhibition and left to see him. "Many of my friends have asked to come for my birthday. I told them not to. You'll be coming rite?", he asked me so innocently. I couldn't resist. and best of all, his best friend wouldn't be there. There was this unknown hatred, jealousy. I wish that I was him. They had traveled around India together, they had plans to eve fly abroad. DemiGods have disciples. quite more than you think. To get undivided attention wasn't easy. I was immature. childish. Stupid. He made me. Not before had I felt that way. It was all new for me.
While my mind was reeling about S Dev and his best friend, His Birthday was same as the new year. Booze and party. His friend had sent him an expensive jacket. It was a jacket that he wanted but couldn't afford. The friend had asked him to send a pic with a jacket, which he playfully refused. With all his friends I found to be superficial, I wished that this guy would be sensible.
every person is an ocean deep. of thoughts, emotions, dreams and philosophies. To me, he was passion, he was a "Badass". But what was behind that exterior, I always wished to know. A vulnerable kid looking for undivided attention? A dreamer who wanted to take his life forward but couldn't, a caring lover who would drive me around. Even the fact that he loved his best friend, I used to hate his friend but couldn't hate him. Narcissist .
While my mind was reeling about S Dev and his best friend, His Birthday was same as the new year. Booze and party. His friend had sent him an expensive jacket. It was a jacket that he wanted but couldn't afford. The friend had asked him to send a pic with a jacket, which he playfully refused. With all his friends I found to be superficial, I wished that this guy would be sensible.
every person is an ocean deep. of thoughts, emotions, dreams and philosophies. To me, he was passion, he was a "Badass". But what was behind that exterior, I always wished to know. A vulnerable kid looking for undivided attention? A dreamer who wanted to take his life forward but couldn't, a caring lover who would drive me around. Even the fact that he loved his best friend, I used to hate his friend but couldn't hate him. Narcissist .
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