Of Half Love, Half Friendship

It was during the second year of my four year course when things started to change. Being a localite, I had the advantage of knowing the city better along with my personal vehicle to move around places. As I was a geek in college, all I cared for was marks... Yes, they mattered a lot to me. And I did everything I could to score well in my exams. 

Due to this, I got a little popular amongst the 400 students in the whole batch. It was when my technical skills got into the limelight, a lot of students started approaching me. In that lot, there was a guy named, Sachin who came here from another city and didn’t know anyone. He had a different background and thus wasn’t really strong in his subjects. He was the first guy who genuinely approached me for studies and according to him, I was the first girl who said yes to teaching him things and help him through.

We clicked in one instant became best friends in college. As he didn’t know anything in the city, I took him to a lot of places. Places that became our favorite spots for a hangout. Time flew and we got closer. But it was only a good friendship that we shared.

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One fine evening, we were invited to a friend’s birthday party which was organized in a club. We went there, had a few drinks, ate good food and danced! With each other... a lot! Our bodies were grooving just right on the music beats and we were completely in rhythm with each other. Everyone felt there was something going on between us then (but actually nothing was going on)! 

We only shared a good chemistry.

Both of us headed to a friend’s place for the sleepover, where everyone reached and slept (given the number of drinks everyone had). We too were drunk but were totally in our senses. We just lay on the bed where we found some space. There were other two friends who were lying on the same bed but we didn’t care and decided to doze off.

In reality, none of us sleep that night. Sure, we wanted to, but couldn’t. Call it the effect of the alcohol or whatever, but I was tipsy and he was calmer than usual. Just when I pushed myself into the sleeping mode, I felt something, underneath my dress! I instantly stopped it and later realized it was Sachin’s hand! I had goosebumps all over my body and he just wanted to take his hands inside more. I knew I had to put a stop to it and I tried... a lot! But couldn’t control him... or let’s just say, resist him!

His hand gave me that electric current that I had never felt in my life, ever! He knew I was liking it and so moved his hands more, first on my neck, then on my hands, moving to my stomach and then above it. He was trying to undo my bra but couldn’t! Obviously, he was a naive boy. The first thought that crossed my mind was, we’re just friends! We’re not even committed! How can we do this? But my body had no intentions listening to my mind. I just wanted to be in his arms. He touched me... and kissed my lips and it was magical. I knew it wasn't love and yet I didn’t want him to stop!

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We kissed and kissed some more! Our tongues were dancing with each other when we sealed our lips together. He wanted to do more... I wanted to do more but we had other people around us! The night passed touching each other at places unexplored!

The following day, it felt different to both of us. We knew it was the effect of last night. But with morning, came the reality. We weren’t committed and what we had last night wasn’t what friends do.

We discussed this and decided to keep ourselves in limits and maintain the friendship we had. But the fact was our friendship had been effectively ruined that night.

We couldn’t resist for even a week and decided to continue our incomplete affair. And we booked a hotel for the same. Getting in the hotel wasn’t a problem. I had friends in the city and it wasn’t a task. 

From that day on, our rendezvous became a regular affair. We went to the hotel every fortnight and gave our bodies that much-needed pleasure. Sure, I started having more affection for him and he became a bit possessive for me. We knew we liked each other a lot, but none of us wanted to put a label to what we were having. Maybe we were scared of losing it once we put it in a label. I didn’t want to risk that. Nor did he.

We knew we were more than friends but less than lovers. Maybe we were Friends With Benefits! At some points, when I flirted with other boys or simply hang out with them, he would get jealous. He never said a word, yet his eyes said it all. And I kind of liked this arrangement. There were no strings attached. And yet some invisible strings were tying us together.

With college, our affair ended as well. But during this while, neither did he nor did I found anyone else. After changing cities, we almost lost touch with each other.

And today, when I look back I feel just fine. Because there weren’t any strings attached, right?

Cheers

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 “I am sharing a Half relationship story at BlogAdda in association with #HalfGirlfriend”

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N- Narrow... Minds

‘I’m really fond of that woman’

‘Yeah... me too... Isn’t she always full of life?’

‘Her smile is contagious! I’m glad we have such people in our office’

‘Me too’

Just when the discussion between two senior persons in the organization was over, a staff member informed them about the issues that had been going in her personal life. She had been married for roughly 6 years with a child and is now getting divorced! Her family too has abandoned her! When the two ladies heard about it, this is how their conservation went:

‘How can she smile all the time?’

‘Isn’t she upset? I can’t see a single line of worry on her forehead! How is this possible?’

‘What is she going to do now? A single mother with no family! Looks like her life has totally ended’

‘I think she should go back to her husband! That is what a true woman does! Never leave the house of the husband’

‘I know! These modern women are totally spoiling things around us!’

‘I wonder, till when we will have such people in our organization!’

‘I’m still not over the fact, of how on earth is she not upset? As if it is no big deal to her!! Here, if I have a small tiff with my husband, I can cry a river over and she... she can’t even manage to look a teeny tiny bit unhappy?!’

‘Times sure have changed around us’

'No wonder!'

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This is not a piece of fiction. It is the actual incidence. I wish people could see beyond a smile and not judge people for the way they want to be. They would know how many evil thoughts everyone is fighting inside them but readily wear a smile for the world, to see!

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Welcome to my Blog! This A to Z Challenge, my theme is ‘Let’s see the other Side’. Through this theme, I'm trying to giving voice lot of things that go around us and yet I can't do much to bring about the change. I feel, sharing my thoughts in my space here will somewhere make someone think and bring about the change we all want to see!

where I’ll be sharing about the daily nuances that we’ve been seeing in the same way since 1990’s! (:P) But this time you’re going to ponder over it a bit differently.

Feel free to express your thoughts and I'd be all ears!

I hope you have a great time here!

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H- Happiness

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Imagine a girl. Beautiful, brown girl with brown eyes, short but looks mature and has long hair. You can see the dark brown color on her hands... its henna (mehndi)! You find it peculiar because the hands are full... from fists till beyond elbows! But it looks pretty. You like the ornaments she’s wearing. You notice the red lips and the pink cheeks and the kohl in her eyes! Her fingers are full of rings and hands with bangles. You notice the red vermillion neatly applied in her hair and then you finally fathom the reason behind her radiant smile! She looks happy and that makes you happy!

You give her countless blessings and wish her a happy life ahead!

Now, take another instance, imagine all of the above with the girl’s age as only 17! You’re suddenly bombarded with questions in your head. Happiness is all gone now and you’re wondering about her future! And she’s not even educated, doesn’t earn much and in a year or two, she’ll be having a baby in her hands! Why in the world did she do all this? Couldn’t she wait, a little?

Well, here’s a clearer picture now. The girl mentioned above is your maid’s daughter and she’s had everything but childhood! All she’d done her life is visit huge mansions where her mother worked, cleaned their homes, cooked them food, watered their garden, take care of their children at the time when she herself was a child!

What about the school you wonder? They were a large family and obviously they couldn’t afford.

And she doesn’t mind anything about it because that’s what she’s seen around her. Her elder sisters, brothers, mother... everyone worked in houses and made their living. She too was doing the same.

In her family, marriage happened a little early to some stranger, with whom they spend the rest of their life, in exchange for being raped and beaten all night after he comes home drunk and doesn’t give a penny to spend! At least that is what she saw around her.

It will be the same for her as well, just like her mother and sisters!

Between cleaning houses from morning till evening, one fine day she met a boy and fell in love with him. The boy worked in a factory and made decent money. He loved her a lot and wanted to marry her. She knew there were going to be issues about their marriage in the family, but she was ready to fight for her love! It’s better than being married to a stranger who wouldn’t treat me nice, let alone love me, she thought to herself. 

She kept the boy’s proposal to her family and the family agreed! The boy’s family didn’t demand a dowry. And there she was... the happily married girl who had come to seek the blessings of the aunties for whom she’d worked all life.

What she realized was everyone gave her advice to work and study but no one was ready to actually help her out. No one would be willing to take that extra step that would make a better future for her. Sure they were right, and she was too young to tie the knot, but then at the end of the day, she was with the man who loved her and had great respect for her.

And guess what, he even wanted her to study after marriage! She couldn’t be any happier!

Do you think happiness is all that matters? Or should one follow the social norms and do things the way they’re done?

P.S: The boy, with whom she got married, was only 18! And he is young, married and Happy!

Cheers

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------This A to Z Challenge, season I’m going to give you a ride and take you to all the places untouched! My theme this year is ‘Let’s see the other Side’, where I’ll be sharing about the daily nuances that we’ve been seeing in the same way since 1990’s! (:P) But this time you’re going to ponder over it a bit differently.

Stay tuned to find out what's more in store!

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Love quotient... is it still a Question?

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One thing that really moved me in a long time is the conversation I had with a really close friend of mine. We talk about almost everything going on in our lives... love, sex, kids, family, friends, enemies... everything!

There are certain things you learn from time to time and yet there are truths that hit you in your face like nothing else.

|There are things that smash you down and leave you broken. There are conversations that take away every bit of peace and sanity in you, leaving you behind absolutely numb.

Building brick by brick, one tries to make their relationship/marriage into a less miserable one but when they learn the truth, all they feel is, it was all utter waste. Waste of time, waste of energy, waste of efforts, and a waste of every single ounce of pain that you take for your relationship.

At the end of the day, when you learn that there is no significant difference between you and that yapping lady next door who is always, mind you always, is on her toes to eat her husbands’ head for every petty thing in her life and you, on the other hand, control the strongest desire of yours to talk about things that worry you and wait for the right time to discuss, or try to understand the frame of mind of your partner and then mould yourself accordingly, or after waiting for like a billion years, when you finally say for things you want to experience and yet after all this while, all you earn for yourself is the title of that yapping woman... it does nothing but shatters you completely!

How do you make peace? How do you accept all of this and go ahead? Sure, a glass of wine would help ease the pain, but that is all temporary. What about permanent solutions? But then I feel, we live in a time where nothing is actually permanent in life and that, my friend, is the sad reality!

After a few years of togetherness, you find out that nothing ever is going to change! Things will remain the way they are or worse, they may take a backseat as well! The storm that has hit your lives decide to never leave you! 

Are you willing to take it forward and live with this truth? What would you do in such a situation? If you’re in a relationship, sure you can break-up, but what do you do in a marriage? Leave your partner, saying what, you have compatibility issues? In a society where the ideal marriage means having the arrangement of having the perfect house, perfect car, perfect in-laws or the perfect ‘wealth’ to fulfill all your desires and yet the biggest quotient of ‘love’ is absent, what do you do? Do you walk out of that arrangement? Or do you have an extra-marital affair or do you wait for that forlorn day when you will have love by your side? What really should one do in a situation like this? 

What you feel is the ray of hope in a darkness like this which is barely seen or observed?

Cheers

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Without You

Without you,

The days would be so blue,

No evening to look forward

No reason to pick a fight or two!

Without you,

Life would be so screwed

With no one around to share the woes

All I’ll have is bad mood!

Without you,

With whom will I share my stew?

And enjoy the beautiful view

And see the night pass through.

Without you,

Shopping would be so boring

No company to roam on the streets

No roaring because of your snoring!

Without you,

Gossips wouldn’t be fun

Nothing to spice it up

No joy in putting a pun! ;)

Without you,

With whom will I cry my heart’s woes?

And throw tantrums for no reason

And get my daily dose! ;)

Without you,

Who will point and tell my flaws?

And who will laugh at my faux pas?

And who will stand for me and applause?

Without you,

The Sunday cookings wouldn’t feel new

And my odd midnight cravings?

They wouldn’t be fulfilled with full credit and due!

Without you,

Who will I tease and get all pleasure?

And the endless tickles that take away your breath

Giving me our priceless laughter together, that I treasure!

Without you,

There will be no perfections

Life will be without directions

Without any connections!

~G

Linking this to Blogchatter Prompt- Without you

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#Valentine'sSpecial

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So I was sulking and ignoring him.

There are days when something happens that I don’t like and I go, mum. Period.

And today, when I got home from class, he was getting ready for work. And I obviously, ignored him again and moved on.

And there, he held my hand!

‘What happened?’

‘Nothing’

‘Then why all quiet?’

‘I’m fine. You say wassup?’

‘Come here, you’, bringing me close, ‘Happy Valentine’s Day’, and in a flurry of seconds, my heart melted away, and sulkiness vanished!

I smiled and giggled and looked a bit surprised and hugged him, wishing him the same!

                                                            

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This 101-word drabble is written for the occasion you all are drowned in! Happy Valentine's Day to you.

Cheers

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Bitter Sweet Life

The other day this thought crossed my mind. And it made me realise things change so fast around us and we don’t even notice. But when realisations strike, it obviously gets too late!

So many things change when we grow up. And we become the kinds we never thought we would. Our circle gets limited. We become less understanding and more judging. We give less and expect more. For every ounce of stuff done around us. We’re always surrounded by things neck deep that we barely get time for our loved ones. And so, we don’t call them either. Rather, wait for the other one to make an effort and if the other doesn’t, it becomes our birthright to blame them for being busy and not calling us or not making an effort.

Convenient, isn’t it?

From the times in the school, when sharing about your first crush, or first boyfriend or the many firsts, that used to be the highlight of the day, without which we wouldn’t be able to digest our food, and was the top priority to get it out somehow, to the times when we fight our scariest demon... all alone! And the worst part is we start hiding things. Coz of the fear of being judged, or probably to display that our life is perfect. That we know how to deal with stuff around us!

I don’t know what is it and more importantly, why it is like this!

Things change. Relationships change. Priorities change.

|Something that once seemed so evil becomes the only drug to keep you going.

I, for one, used to be the most caring person around. I used to think about others before myself. I still do. I used to be the one making calls on birthdays to wish the person not-so-special (I've stopped doing that), the one who was always ready to sacrifice and suffer, the one who’d never put herself before anyone else, the one who couldn’t live without her friends, the one whose yapping used to be her thing, the one who couldn’t resist sharing the minutest of details happening in her life. Sharing the particulars of the most silly things that can happen in one’s life, to obviously the ones that are truly worth sharing. And today, when I look at myself, I feel so different. Part of that person inside me has taken a slow death!

I barely text my friends, let alone call them. And I don’t even regret that. If someone calls, it’s fine by me. But that urge to take that extra effort, it doesn’t come. I’m still figuring why?

But the good part is during this process, the ones who are truly yours will always come to you and that makes you happy. Really happy.

Recently, I saw this word and it resonated with my state of mind so well that I want to share it here.

Yes, sometimes I feel Exhaustipated!

I don’t care about things and I feel okay about it! People, who know me well, know how strange it is for me to feel this way.

And this year, the resolution that truly is the highlight and the one I’m religiously working on, is to ‘Speak less’! Yes, you heard that! Loud and clear.

Not that I’m trying to change who I am, but trying to change certain habits that have been doing more harm than good! And no one is responsible for it, but me. Whenever I end up feeling bad, I realize it’s all because of me that I felt the way I did. I’m not blaming anyone, nor am I pointing fingers at anyone, all I’m saying is there are certainly things that I should change about myself, coz no one but me will be the one getting hurt the most!

And in between, I look forward to discovering more of myself. I’m sure it’s going to be worth it.

I think it’s enough for today. Tell me about yourself.

Have you ever done this? Tried to change something about yourself and the way it turned out to be? 

Was it good? Was it worth the try? Share with me all your wisdom and I am all ears here!

Does this post resonate with you? Let me know either way.

Cheers

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Love : A Faux

1.00 pm...

‘I love you and I miss you very much’

9.00 pm...

‘I miss you too sweetheart and I love you to the moon and back... always have, always will’

She texted him. Every day.

And waited for his reply. Every day.

She saw him coming online every now and then. Simply to learn that he was ignoring her.

He must be busy... But then why do I see his flirtatious messages on my friend’s phone all the time when my reply is still pending?!

Somewhere in between sending and waiting for his messages, her love took a silent death!

Linking with Half Marathon Blogging Challenge with Blogchatter. Today is Day 3 of the challenge.

Cheers

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Love.. An Untangled Affair

Sometimes I wonder what is it that makes a person cross the boundaries in the name of love, without even realizing what they're doing? 

Sure they say, all is fair in love and war. It makes a teenager run miles in the sun just to get the glimpse of their beloved, it makes a man come home early to have dinner with his wife, it makes woman spread and shower endless love on her boyfriend by understanding and always ready to make him smile and smile along with him, it makes a woman fight the world for the sake of her man, it makes the man feel happy simply by having his woman by his side forever! 

Amidst all these feelings and emotions, who defines what is right and what is wrong? When people love someone truly, they do things they never thought were capable of doing. Younger ones lies to their parents for their lovers, to buy gifts, to top up their phone recharge, to travel and visit them if at all in long distance, of course this happens when they're not earning. But what about the ones who're earning? Don't they lie for the sake of love? Of course they do! A man truly in love with a girl makes thousands of efforts to spend time with his married girlfriend. And the woman, decides to stay married but couldn't resist the idea of staying in touch with her ex. Is this wrong? Yes, we do term it wrong! 

But whose fault is it? The ex, who just loved and only loved and couldn't marry her then coz he wasn't financially sound? Or the girl who tried her best to stay loyal to her marriage but eventually turns to her old first love coz her husband wouldn't just give in, or the husband, who thought his responsibility was to make good love in the night and give good money in the day to spend. What about romance? What about passion? What about spark? Does marriage kills it all? Is this what the reality check is all about? 

An urge to hear a simple romantic line in the middle of the night from your husband is too much to ask? Expecting a compliment from your wife coz you wore a new shirt isn't too much, but it sure loses it's charm coz the couple stays together and has got past of it all. Had it been the courtship or had he been her boyfriend, wouldn't he say a thousand romantic lines waking up all night? And wouldn't she randomly throw umpteen compliments and pull his leg all the while? But suddenly it becomes a pain, why? 

What is right and what is wrong, who is the one who decides it? People define labels as per their convenience, as per their comfort levels and as per them lying in those labels.

Has love become a mirage of what it used to be?

In a world, where everything is a sham, why not just put yourself out there and accept the love you're getting from whichever source, as long as it makes you happy! 

Not everybody thinks the way this article does, but that's not a problem right? What's your take on love? Or right or wrong? Put it all here and I'd be more than happy to hear them all... 

Cheers

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B- Betrayal

 “I love you, always have always will”

“But I’m married! It’s a sin that I don’t want to commit”

“We’ve shared each other from last 10 years, Mary! Your marriage cannot stop me from loving you”

“You make me feel alive but it’s not right”

“See! And sharing a few moments of your life with me is harmless!”

  “My soul doesn’t approves”

“It doesn’t have to. You just have to love me back”

In the myriad of emotions, she gave in. She was crushed when she learnt that he flirted and slept with every other girl he met, including her sister!

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Linking with A to Z Challenge 2016

Cheers

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I am participating in April A to Z Blogging Challenge and my theme for this year is Feelings and Emotions in 101 words. This year I'm also a supporter on co-host AJ’s team as wHooligans, along with Shilpa Garg, LuAnn Braley and Doreen McGettigan. Keep visiting, keep sharing and keep showing the love in the comments box ;) 

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Pepper it up!

Add pepper to life

And spice it up with dates and mates

Never shall you rue!

Day 25 of NoMo

Linking with Haiku Horizons

Happy Reading

Cheers

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Haiku is a traditional form of a Japanese poetry that consists of 3 lines, following a 5-7-5 syllable rule (first and third line 5 syllables, middle line 7 syllables). They don’t necessarily have to rhyme.

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Beyond the Facade

It was Christmas Eve last year when Chaaru was all set to attend the party organized at her friend’s place.

“Where my shirt Chaaru? We’re getting late!!”

“It’s right there in your closet. And I’m ready dude.. you’re the one who’s stuck”

And there they were, Chaaru and Amit, the lovely couple, the perfect couple, all set to appear and spread their enigma.

The party was hosted at Piyush’s place who happened to be friends with Amit and now is equally close with Chaaru. The rest of the gang was all there, all delighted to rock the party and spend an evening worth remembering. Chaaru and Amit, they had a love marriage. Both of them are party freak.. they loved to groove their bodies on music.. they loved booze and hash and smoke and weed and everything that comes with it. The only perfect mantra that they followed was the much clichéd, Live and let live!

They were all nuts when it came to each other. They were passionate lovers. Raw and wild. At least that’s what everybody felt about them. But.. you know, there’s always a But! The reality is always something else.

“Guys, enjoying your drinks? Shall I get you some more scotch Chaaru?”, offered Piyush.

“No ya.. I’m good. Where’s Anusha? And Aarti? And Mayank and the rest of them?”

“They are there on the dance floor. Why don’t you join?”

“Of course, I will. Let me grab a drink or two and then you see how the evening turns out to be!”

“I can’t wait to see”.  *Winks winks*

“Come on Amit, let’s go.. I’m all up for it”

“You go.. I’ll join you in a while. I have to catch with a few more people”, said Amit.

“You sure?”

“Of course, sweetheart.. I’m good”

“Cool”

And there she was. Dancing like ice and fire.. Catching the attention of all the invitees with all her curvy moves. She kind of becomes uncontrollable in the heat of the moment. And this is when she’s not high. That’s the first degree of her insanity.

“Hey, Chaaru! You okay?”, asked Piyush (the host of the party)

“Yes, I’m doing absolutely fine.”

“Good, can you come with me for a while. I need to discuss something really important”

“O ya.. sure. Tell me”

And they moved aside, in an isolated corner of the party. Escaping from the eyes of the guests.

“I’m really worried about Priya. I don’t know how to deal with her. She’s always busy. No time for me at all. We’ll be married in a month’s time. And yet I feel I’m a stranger to her”

“What is it? Isn’t she happy? Has she said anything to you? What makes you think like this?”

“I don’t know. She’s quiet most of the times. Doesn’t talk much. Not interested in meeting anybody. Very reserved. If things turn out like this, I don’t how will I live with all this? I mean, who is like this these days?”

“You’re just being paranoid. She seems fine to me. Things will just be fine post marriage”

“No.. You don’t get it. I mean, look at you. You’re just perfect! You hangout with everybody. You stay in the moment and make the most of it. You’re so charming. And the way you dance..!! You know how to steal the show..!”

And there he grabbed her hand and her waist. And locked his lips with hers. Caressing her face and her neck, rolling his hands in her hair. She too was lost in it. Loving what was being done to her. In that passionate minute, they made the best possible move. And there she was, all conscience and back to reality. And so was he. But none of them seemed embarrassed. None of them felt it was strange that it happened.

“Well.. don’t think too much Piyush. You have me.. always by your side. And I always love the way you do me”, she winked and gave a villainous smile to him, making it perfect for him to realize that she loved every bit of it.

Mayank, their mutual friend, saw everything and was shocked to death by witnessing that sight. He narrated all of it to his best friend. He had hint about this, but what shocked him more was the audacity with which they made out, in the open, when all the guests were present in the house, with her husband as well.

Only God knew, what was going on with the two of them? And it only takes a bold move to depict such acts in the public.

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I think that is how life is. We seem to be quite normal with the stuff that we do and see around us frequently. But when something happens that is beyond the norms of the society or may be beyond our beliefs and perspectives, all we feel is dumbstruck. Don’t we?

Linking this post with Blog-A-Rhythm, Wordy Wednesday, with the prompt Audacity.

Happy Reading

Cheers

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Being Misunderstood.. I hate it!

So it was 2^rd year in college. My best friend was having an affair with another friend of mine, who happened to be a Muslim guy. Now, a Hindu girl and a Muslim guy, you know how complicated it gets. We three were best friends with each other and I was obviously was the mediator between them in times of crisis! I’m sure you know what happens to the mediator?! If you don’t know, then keep reading it ahead.

College flings are no big deal, but getting serious affects the one who is with you. So was the case with my friend (guy). Everybody was after her, which wasn’t the issue. The issue was she too had fallen for someone else (temporarily) and it was during that temporary period everything got messed up. I was the only friend to the guy and we shared almost everything with each other. And hell no, it wasn’t a love triangle! He didn’t fall for me and I didn’t ever fall for him. *Sigh*. We were just friends. Period.

As I knew what had been going on both sides, I had to be really honest and rational with my expert advice :P. The fling with that guy with whom my friend was getting involved was getting a bit too serious. Regular phone calls and meetings with each other became a daily business.. Now, when you already have a boyfriend and that too a super possessive one, what do you do to meet the third guy? You lie, obviously! And that was what was happening.

In the midst of all this confusion, I knew my friend was playing with this Muslim guy and he was hell more than serious about her! And on one horrible day, he asked me what should he do?

What do you think I should have suggested him? (Coz he was aware of everything about the flings and all, but wasn’t ready to take a bold decision). I don’t really know, what the hell was going on in my mind then. I thought about both of them, their natural traits, their relationship and the other risks that were involved if we consider their relationship in a long term. And guess what? I said, “Leave her”!!

Well yes, I became the big bitch! It was a bit straight on my part to say that and I always regret saying it. Later that evening, we had a cat fight! It was bad. Real bad. Both of them, settled their issues, and me, being the third party, err, mediator was obviously kicked out! It sounds a bit funny right now, but it was a bad time for me. I didn’t mean to spoil things between them. I loved both of them- as  friends and as a couple. I didn’t want to break their hearts. Never ever. And knowing their families, I knew none of them had any future with each other. So at that point I became the most hated creature on the planet. We sorted it all out later and in a very mature way. But that is one incident where I realized never to get involved in such stuff.

I am sure something of this sort must have happened with you as well? Feel free to share.

Written for NabloPoMo July 2015-Connect

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