The Devil's Advocate

In Russia when communist government declared that there will be nothing as Private Property and everything will be run by the government, they did point out that everything literally cannot be run by the government and there will be few a exceptions.

When someone asked like what? The first example they could think of was Restaurants.

Though running restaurants isn’t the world’s oldest profession but they have been there since time immemorial. They satisfy one of the man’s most basic needs – ‘Hunger’.

And here are the reasons why Restaurant business has really proliferated –

• You live alone and you can’t cook for yourself so whenever you feel hungry you head out to a Restaurant.
• You live alone and are tired of cooking for yourself so you head out to a Restaurant.
• You don’t live alone but you are you are bored of your wife’s food so you head out to a Restaurant.
• Or perhaps your wife is bored of cooking for you so she sends you out to a Restaurant so she can take a break.
• It can be that you are happily married and like your wife’s food very much and even she likes to cook for you but either you or her are out of town and you can’t stay without something as basic
• as food so you go to a Restaurant till she comes back. This is much more comfortable than going to your neighbour’s house.
• Or perhaps your friends dropped in and your wife cannot cook for everyone so you order from a Restaurant.
• Maybe she is too tired to cook for you tonight so you order from a Restaurant.
• Or it’s your birthday and you want to treat your friends so you take them to a Restaurant.
• Or perhaps it’s your anniversary and you want to treat your wife so you take her to a Restaurant.
• It could be possible that a hot new Thai restaurant opened in your city and you want to experience Thai food. You can never know it’s good or bad without tasting it.
• And it last it can be possible that your wife cooks very well and you like it very much and she’s ready to cook whenever you want to eat but she won’t cook non veg as she thinks it’s too filthy so whenever you feel like it you have to go to a Restaurant.

Now replace ‘food’ with ‘sex’, ‘Restaurant’ with ‘Prostitutes’, ‘cooking’ with ‘Fucking’, and make a few more appropriate changes. Then you’ll realize that why I think Prostitution should be legalized :-P
And that is the world’s oldest profession!

There are a million other reasons why it should be legalized, to save the prostitutes from the abuse of client and pimps, to promote safe sex, to increase the government’s tax kitty by legalizing the transaction etc etc... But I thought I’ll put down the most basic and (not so) common-sensical one.

P.S. - In common parlance, a devil's advocate is someone who takes a position he or she disagrees with for the sake of argument. This process can be used to test the quality of the original argument and identify weaknesses in its structure.

During the canonization process of the Roman Catholic Church the Devil's Advocate, is a canon lawyer appointed by Church authorities to argue against the canonization of the candidate. It served a useful role in ensuring that canonizations did not proceed without due care and hence the status of sainthood was not easily achieved.

Ten Commandments for a Road Trip

Thou shalt not believe your friends when they say the place is only 4 hours away. It always turns out to be more. For a good estimate always multiply the said time by 1.5.

Thou shalt not agree to ride pillion. Especially on a Pulsar 180. Otherwise you will soon be wishing for an ASS replacement surgery.

Thou shalt not listen when you friends say we will stop at the next Dhaba/Shop. They will always say that at the last Dhaba/Shop for the next one hour.

Thou shalt not carry a huge bag. You will end up carrying unnecessary stuff, what’s really needed you are going to forget anyway.

Thou shalt not stop at the FAMOUS Dhabas on the way. They will serve ordinary food, charge astronomical prices and will have Fat Aunties with their Fat Kids asking for Mineral Water and an A.C Section.

Thou shalt not calculate the remaining time by dividing the distance by your current speed. No matter what’s your top speed is the Indian Roads and Traffic will limit your Average Speed to 60.

Thou shalt not try to overtake a Speeding Haryana Roadways. There is no surer way to death, or atleast permanent disability.

Thou shalt always drive with a High Beam. So the other Idiots who are doing this in the opposite lane get a taste of their own medicine.

Thou shalt not take a road trip in a car with its windows rolled up. Then you are not part of the Frame. Anything you see out of your window is more T.V.

Thou shalt take a road trip. Only then you can truly understand the meaning of the word FREE !

Thank You For Smoking

The title is not original but my thoughts certainly are. Our very concerned, active and vociferous Health Minister (not anymore) Dr Anbumani Ramadoss declared a nationwide smoking ban sometime back.

According to the Government Notification you are prohibited to smoke in public places i.e. your office, Bus/Train stations, malls, restaurants, pubs and hookah bars. But you are however allowed to smoke on the roads. And all these days I thought that the roads were public place and your office wasn’t!

The second hand smoke that smokers puffed out was very harmful for non smokers and they were given this smoke without their wanting it. I’m sure the people who came to enjoy a smoke free environment in Hookah bars would be thrilled by this. After all Passive smoking is said to be as bad as active smoking if not more.

But Dr. Ramadoss was not totally inconsiderate to the poor smokers who are addicted to this poison by a deliberate ploy staged by the tobacco companies and by no fault of their own. They have been given a provision of having a smoking section inside Pubs/Bars/Clubs. Not only the guidelines for having a smoking section are incredibly easy to understand but very easy to follow too. Which has practically translated to 25 people smoking in a '6 X 6' room and enjoying first hand, second hand… tenth hand and god only knows what hand smoke. And if a non smoker goes there to give his smoker friend company he can enjoy it too without even paying for a single cigarette.

But the real genius of this whole ban is the part where people can smoke on the road. So we now have the entrances of Pubs/Clubs/Restaurants teeming with people who came out for a smoke. And trust me they are a sizable number. So they then can enjoy the first/second/tenth hand smoke out there, but it doesn’t stop here. They pass this enjoyment to the passers-by too on the street who did not have anything to do with the club.

It has been said the worst things in this world were done by people trying to make things better.

Latest I heard that they want to have a pictorial warning on the cigarette pack. Maybe somewhere they read that “A picture is worth a thousand words” and suddenly light dawned on Marble head. But in any case whoever thought they could educate the people about the ill effects of smoking from a cigarette pack must be a fucking genius, and not to forget that most cigarettes in India are sold loose, i.e. without the pack. So the only person getting educated might be the ‘Paanwala’ only. And after the millions of dollars cigarette companies spend on making the pack more attractive this stupid warning doesn’t stand a chance.

Also the fallacy lies in the fact that all the smokers are well aware of the ill effects. In fact according to a study most people over estimated the risks of smoking rather than under estimating it.

But the biggest blunder of this plan is the more unreachable and more ‘BAD’ they make cigarettes the more they will allure teens. And the biggest problem is teen smoking (by teen I mean here people around and below the age of nineteen/twenty and by adults somebody who is out of college and well settled). Most teens pick up smoking because of the ‘Adultness’ and ‘Badness’ of it. You remember that ad “With a cigarette in my hand I felt like a Man”? That’s as true today as it was true 15 years ago.

Most boys pick up smoking because they see their ‘role model’ the ‘macho guy’ the guy who has everything they don’t have but always wanted, smoking. And smoking is their easiest character trait to pick up. Or they do it to become a part of the ‘Cool Crowd’, all the ‘Cool’ people are doing it and they don’t wanna be left out.

And most Girls pick up smoking because they want to shatter the societal norms of ‘Good girls don’t smoke’ or they wanna be a part of the boys, ‘to be one of the guys’.

And who can deny the thrill of buying you cigarette, your heart beating, then sneaking it your room, lighting it when everyone’s sleep and sharing it with your best friend. You go to school/college the next day with your head high and an ‘all knowing smile’, everybody asks ‘I heard you smoked a cigarette last night! How was it? How did it feel like? Did you cough? Suddenly you are a celebrity!

Teen smoking is on the rise, while Adult smoking is steadily declining. That’s why companies like Zippo are coming up with Pens and Gas Lighters, because Adult smokers who buy their Cigarette lighters are declining.

The reason:

An Adult will never ask an another Adult to smoke but a Teen will. “Abey pee le! Ab tu to bada ho gaya. Le ek kash leke dekh.”

Anyways getting back to Skull and cross bones. What he, Dr. Ramadoss probably overlooked was that the biggest killer in this country is not tobacco; it ain’t drunken driving or cancer either. It’s obesity. That causes a myriad of problems. Heart Disease, Diabetes, High blood pressure etc etc. So I think obesity causing products must be the first to be adorned with Skull and cross bones.

I would love to see Amul Girl to be replaced with Skull and Cross bones on the Amul butter, Ronald to be replaced with Skeletor outside every McDonalds. A statutory warning on the Sign Board of every ‘Halwai’. “Warning – Eating samosas is injurious to health”
By now you must be wondering if I smoke or not. As much as I sound like Nick Naylor from the movie of the same name as the Title. I don’t. I hate passive smoking too. In fact I am clinically allergic to cigarette ash. But I would leave you with one of Voltaire’s quotes – “I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.”

Things we lost in the fire

Guileless and clueless, freedom’s desire
But carrying your own weight can easily make you tire.
As we realized care was priceless,
One of the few things we lost in the fire.

Faith and friendship meet and greet,
Backstabbed and seen your faith misfire
Trust everyone to trust No one,
One of the few things we lost in the fire.

Fascination from Fireflies, shock from lies,
Amused from trinkets to Stone faced in dire
Astonishment and Disbelief
One of the few things we lost in the fire.

Warm handshakes to cold hugs,
From firm camaraderie to friendship for hire.
Amity and true friends,
One of the few things we lost in the fire.

Love and Value, Reverence and admire
From looking up to disgust and ire,
Respect for everyone to insolence for everyone
One of the few things we lost in the fire.

Unsuspecting fondness and Unconditional love
The eye for love’s labour lost was never drier.
Ardour and Pure heart,
One of the few things we lost in the fire.

The steel needs it furnace,
But we undervalued our Artlessness.
Innocence, oh my sweet innocence!
We lost a lot in the fire.

In Bangalore you are never far from

In Bangalore you are never far from –


A Bar –

Literally you are never far from a Bar in Bangalore. There always near you, and wherever you are in Bangalore) you can always walk to your nearest bar, and a good thing is they are open till 11.30 officially and, till around 2-3 unofficially (well a few of them at least, you just have to knock at the shutter and pass the money under it and magically a bottle of the liquor you wanted appears). But the best thing is the concept of ‘Standing Peg’, you can very well stand at the bar and have a peg then and there at the bar. You can get water, cold drink (soft drink actually, there is nothing cold about them), muudi, cucumber, and the all time favourite here ‘Achaar’ and ‘Rasam’ complimentary. They see activity from morning 9 o clock to night 11:30. If you are wondering who goes in a bar at morning 9 you should see the Autowallahs here, morning before they start their shift they stop over at a bar for a quick drink, and boy it is quick! They empty one whole quarter of cheap whisky in one glass, top up with water and gulp it down in one breath and go off to work (What was I doing at the bar at 9 o clock seeing this is a different story altogether).

The bar guy will be very happy to chat with you and even offer you his lunch if you are hanging around at that time and will say Hi the next time you see him. Unlike Delhi where the guy will ask – ‘Ke chaahe bhaai’ after you put the money in his hand or like Kota where they pass booze through a Iron grill.

A Bakery –

They are a good invention of Bangalore, and they offer nothing baked and most will not even have an oven. But they offer you a lot instead, bun samosa, bun butter jam, lime, tea, coffee and a myriad other things, that too very cheap and are a favourite hang outs of smokers. I have had many of my breakfasts, lunch and dinner at these bakeries.

Entire Generations (well, atleast entire college generations) grew up eating at these bakeries. They are the first choice everytime you get that small pang of hunger, though it's not uncommon for people to have their breakfast/lunch/dinner here.

They have come to my rescue to wheneover I wanted to eat after my regular night outs in exam time, as I like to say to myself that I used to study in night time in exams. We used to wait for the clock to strike 5 in the morning to have our dinner. Oh I forgot to tell you that these bakeries are open from morning 5 to night 11. And were (yes probably not so anymore) the favourite hangouts of our college people.
I sometimes think about franchising these and taking it to other cities ;-)


A Traffic Cop –


Omnipresent, Ubiquitous, Perennial are few of the Adjectives that can be used to describe them. Paunchy, Moustached and permanently hungry for money are the others. When I went to Goa the first thing I noticed was no Traffic Cops! Quite a change from Bangalore. Not only are they are at all Traffic lights (which are aplenty themselves) but they are in the middle of roads, at the start of turns, at end of flyovers, in the middle of nowhere actually. If you have a bike and also the habit of taking it out in the night you will very soon have a brush with them. And it doesn’t matter that you are guilty of any offence or not you will have to pay them something. You can be booked for not carrying DL, PUC, RC Book (Common terms for you if the cops keep catching you). Drunk driving or Jumping red light is hell. But if you didn’t do anything like that you will still be booked for something like not having ‘Chunni Guard’ (yes you heard me right), incorrect size of number plate, Noise Pollution, Dirty Rear Glass (in case of a car) or my personal favourite – Dangerous Driving, they can’t prove this is not important but more important is that you can’t disprove it.

Either way you have to give them some money. Though that probability decreases drastically if you know Kannada and can talk endlessly till they get bugged of you.


A Pub –

Don’t get me started on these. Bangalore has been aptly described as the Pub City and I have heard that Bangalore has most pubs in the country. But anyways I don’t wanna go and on about this but I will so I shut up here.










A Shop that sells ‘Hot Chips’ –

I have always wondered about how can keeps all their chips hot every time; but that’s immaterial right now. What is material is that they are everywhere in Bangalore, they are Bangalore’s counterparts to all the Namkeen shops in North. And they sell South Indian equivalent of Namkeens.

How many people actually eat these things is again a mystery to me.Because I have never seen a single customer at them. Except probably my friend Ashutosh who used to buy Banana chips from here to take it to Lucknow as a Delicacy from Bangalore.



Some sort of ‘Sagar’ –

There is a Shanthi Sagar, a Neel Sagar, a New Sagar and even a Blue Sagar here , and myriad of other Sagars here in Bangalore. They are South Indian Restaurants serving all types of cuisines actually (Udupi, North Indian, Chinese,Chaats, etc etc) but all with a South Indian touch. And of course a ‘Sagar’ in their name.
Most of them are the self service, quick eat, fast food type, but some them do have service.

But among those who do, they really have a commendable service. There are different people to take orders, to give orders, to bring food and to take food from your table and they are actually dress coded. And all in all they do have very fast if not courteous service.


Someone who is drinking coffee with an id tag around his neck –

Pretty self explanatory. Bangalore has lots of IT companies (big and small) which make it mandatory for their employees to wear ID Tags, and people here love coffee and hence the above sight.







Some ‘Andhra Style’ Restaurant –

Sometimes I wonder if they are more ‘Andhra Style’ restaurants in Bangalore then probably they are in Andhra Pradesh itself. But anyways they are aplenty in Bangalore, and every fifth Restaurant in Bangalore will turn out to be an ‘Andhra Style’ one. Biryanis aside they are a plenty of other Andhra food which is quite famous in Bangalore, mutton ghee roast, sholay kabab etc are a few of them. Why they are so much in Demand in Bangalore is still a mystery to me.




A ‘Cafe coffee day’ –

They are like bloody ‘Chaai kee thadi’ here in Bangalore.

They have built CCDs (Cafe Coffee Days) in every nook and corner of Bangalore. In busy places like MG Road they are like 5 of them. Sometimes you will have to wonder which CCD to go to; they are more than one which qualify for ‘the nearest’. There are CCDs, CCD Express, CCD Fresh & Ground and newest edition CCD Square. And they are Bangalore Junta’s favourite hangout.




And yes somebody from ‘Ramaiah’ –

Oh yes! From Nelamangla to Whitefield, from Bannerghtta to Devanahalli they are present everywhere. Wherever you go in Bangalore you can bump into them, whether you go to Discs, Pubs or late night eating Joints like Empire or whether it’s the Airport or the Railway station. They are in IT companies, in Ice Cream parlours, you can bump into them at Petrol Pumps, Queues at Multiplexes, and you name it, any part of Bangalore they are there.

Love Story

Well keeping up with my Aspiration of being a novelist, let me tell you a story.

This story begins as they often do with a guy and a girl, but as I like my stories this doesn’t have a happy ending, or probably no ending.

There is a guy, let’s call him A and there is a girl let’s call her B. The names here are immaterial, and you probably would know a 100 such As and Bs.

Well begun is half done –

A and B have been going around for around 2 years now and are seemingly very much in love. But the thing is that A recently moved to a different city and a different college and it is now what they call a ‘Long distance relationship’. All is going good; they talk to each other every day on the phone and miss each other very much. They try to meet each other whenever they get to and it looks like ‘Happily ever after’ scenario for both of them.

Enter the third guy C here. C & B are classmates and have recently become good friends. B tells A about C that they have recently become good friends. A smiles and feels happy about B; he was never that nosy/jealous/possessive type. In fact he feels happy about B, thinking that good she has found a good friend, he was worried about B after he left thinking that she might be lonely.

Things continue normally between the two, just that there is an increased mention about C on the phone. A once in a while teases B about C. "I’m sure that there is something going on between you two" but all in good spirit, B always laughs it off.

Trouble in Paradise –

All bad things start as small. One phone call that B couldn’t pick because she was watching a movie with C. One engaged phone because B was talking to C all night, after all the poor guy had a bad fight with his girl friend. One rebuff by A when he was out drinking with his buddies because he couldn’t get to speak to B for an hour.

A increasingly starts to get worried and there are fights aplenty between them. It’s like both of them are looking for excuses to fight with each other. But both are very much in love and very much willing to patch up every time they fight. In fact both of them go out of there way now days to make each other happy. But A can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong somewhere and C is to be blamed for it.

A is back to his old city for a few days and tries to spend as much time as possible with B. But he realizes that things aren’t exactly the same like he left them, and B is busy a lot these days. One day he meets a few buddies of his which are classmates of B. After a few drinks they pull out worried looks on their faces, like they are about to announce somebody’s death. A asks

"What up Guys, why you people look so worried?"
"Nothing bro, but there is this thing we wanted to tell you"
"Ya tell me then"
Na... Never mind. It’s nothing "
"No no, tell me"
"Well.....You know about C, right? Well there is buzz around the campus that there is something going on between them, they are ALWAYS together."

A rubbishes the whole conversation and is in fact angry at his buddies for bringing this up.
But his worst fears are spelled out now. Confused he calls B and talks to her for an hour just to reassure him that this is the girl he fell in love with. Just when he is about to keep down the phone he says

"Hey I have heard about your friend C so much, when am I going to meet him?"
"Oh anytime, In fact he also wanted to meet you. I talk about you all the time in front of him."
He thinks and you talk about him all the time when you are with me.
"Listen why don’t you come to the CCD outside college tomorrow, I’ll meet you there, my class ends at 5. I’ll also bring C along"
"Cool, see you at 5 then."
"Bye"
"Bye. Love you"
"Love you too"

It’s 5 and A is before time and all dressed up waiting in CCD. He doesn’t want C to think that she goes around with a jerk. But actually he wants to assure himself that he is a good boy friend and B would never want to leave him.
It’s half an hour past and there is no sign of both of them. He calls B but her phone is switched off.

Then B enters.
"Hi..... I’m soooooo Sorry, Prof P’s class went on too late. And we have to keep our phones switched off in his class"
"It’s ok. Hey your friend was also supposed to come na?"
"He has a name. It’s C"
"Ha ha ha. Yes that’s what I meant. Where’s C?
"He is outside parking the bike"
"So where do we sit?"
"We’ll sit on the table. That’s our Adda, we always sit there"

Then a tall guy enters looking around. Dressed up in clothes that A never thought of wearing till he is 30.

B’s face lights up seeing him, she frantically waves at him and asks him to come sit. She introduces both of them to each other. A shakes C’s hand hard and looks him in the eye with the look probably saying -
"If you are fuckin’ with Tony Montana, you are fuckin’ with the best"

Then the Uncomfortable Silence. After 5 long minutes C says he will go the counter and order coffee and asks A what is he going to drink. He doesn’t need to ask B, they probably had 100 cups here. As soon as C stands A puts his arm around B, signalling ‘My Property’. C notices it with the corner of his eye but doesn’t react. B starts feeling uncomfortable and wiggles out of the embrace of the arm soon.

They have their coffee and for that half an hour C doesn’t speak anything apart from short whispers in B’s ear. And A begins to wonder what she saw in this guy. And how the hell does she talk him for hours on the phone; he doesn’t speak at all. After half an hour B announces that they have to leave, they have a major assignment the next day and she is going to C’s house to do it, as they are in the same group. A masks his irritation and says bye to both of them. ‘Hi’ and ‘Bye’ were probably the only two words C spoke to A. A wonders why had C wanted to meet him in the first place and why did he ever plan this meeting.

That night after 10 missed calls from A, B messages that she is very busy with the work. It’s already 10 and they haven’t done any work till now. They will be working whole night tonight.
This pisses off A. If they haven’t done any work till now what work were they doing till now. Angry messages fly off between them ending with A sending " U shud marry him i think...After all u luv him sooooo much"
And B breaking down in tears and sending "U are an asshole.... Dont ever tlk 2 me again"

So much for the super trip home. A goes back to his city and calls up and apologizes to B for acting like that. B also apologizes for not giving enough time to him while he was there. She also clarifies that nothing is going on between them; C actually has a girl friend. And she will stop talking to him if it bothers him. A says no need of that. He is sorry and he just hopes that she gives little more time to him. That’s all.

Beginning of the End –

But things have changed irrevocably. B hardly talks about C anymore. She says she is out 'with friends' whenever A asks what is she doing. She is watching movie 'with friends' or she is studying 'with her friends'. She never calls him when she is upset. Every time when A senses B is in a bad mood she says yes but she doesn’t want to talk about it, she just needs some time alone. Most of the conversations now hover around –

"So what else"
"Nothing, you tell me"
"Same here"
"So how’s college"
Ummm.... Ok"
"When are exams?"
"Next month"
"Hmmm... So what else...."
A repeatedly asks if something is wrong, if she is sad or something, is she is angry with him. All these questions are replied with
"No, nothing like that. Why do you ask?"

One day after finding B’s phone engaged for an hour A calls C and finds his phone engaged too. After getting through to her he asks whom was she talking to she replies my cousins had called from Australia.

A gets increasingly paranoid and one day decides to log into B’s email account. He always had the password but never bothered to use it till now. He snoops around in her account looking for mails from C or Chats with her. But there is no conversation with C, not one. A wonders if she has been deleting her chats because he is dead sure she used to chat with C.

Every time he wants to confront B about that he hesitates because she doesn’t want him to think he is possessive or jealous or anything. Plus there is nothing B can say that will put an end to A’s suspicion once and for all.

The End –

There is a long weekend coming up. A borrows money from his friends for a flight ticket to and fro from his city. He wants to surprise B. He flies off to his city without telling B.

He stands outside B’s college with a bouquet of flowers all ready to surprise her. He calls her but she is not picking up. After half an hour of frantic calling and standing the Sun he ditches the flowers and enters the college. He sees some friends of hers, after inquiring about her they tell her that they did see her in college in the morning but they think she left. One girls says she probably saw him leaving with C.

He calls C. He doesn’t answer either. He is surprised out of his wits. She said she had a test today, she said she was studying for it last night.

Worried he goes to her house. He asks her mom if she is home, because she isn’t in college. Her mom is unaware. Even she was thinking B was in college.

Now both of them are worried. Her mom calls tens of friends and none of them knows where she is.

It’s nearly dark and suddenly A’s phone rings. It’s B’s home no.
"Hello"
"It’s me"
"Where the hell have you been? I’ve been looking for you since morning. I went to your college...."
"Did you tell my mom I wasn’t in college?"
Yes. I was so worried about you. When I couldn’t find you in...."
"What! Do you know how much trouble I have gotten into because of you? Mom is screaming like anything. She told Dad. My cell has been taken. No pocket money from now. Dad is actually thinking to hire a driver to take me to college every day."
"Look I didn’t know. I had no other option. You were not picking up my call too."
"My phone was in my bag"
Bag? What was it doing in the bag? A cell phone is to be carried with you and supposed to be answered when I call."
"You call?"
"I mean when anybody calls. Why was C also not answering?"
"His phone was also in my bag"
"What? What were you two doing?"
"We went to the beach. Were we supposed to carry the phone in the water? I don’t know if your phone is waterproof but mine is not!"
"Beach! What beach? And didn’t you have a test today? You lied to me!"
"No I didn’t. We were supposed to have a test today but it got postponed. So C said lets go to the X, he always wanted to go there with me."
"What! I flew 2000 kms, borrowed money from 5 people, bunked college and came here to meet you and you were busy coochi-cooing with that bastard on the beach!
"Shut up! Keep him out of this!"
"Oh you are worried about him. You never even bothered to ask how am I here. What all did I have to go through this morning? How worried was I? What all thoughts did not come in my mind?"
"Oh I know what were your thoughts. That I’m having an affair with C, that I am sleeping around with him."
"Shut up. I never said that."
"Oh but you have thought about it"
"Shut the fuck up! And why the hell did you go alone with him? You didn’t tell any of your friends or me."
"I didn’t tell them because I didn’t want them teasing me with his name. I’ve had enough of this shit. Every other day you or your friends are teasing me with his name. I’m sick of it. That’s why I never talk to him or about him in front of anybody. And I don’t need to explain myself to anyone."
"I’m your boy friend god damn it! You need to explain yourself to me."
"I just went to an outing with my best friend. I don’t need to ask your permission for this. I never ask you anything"
"That’s right these days you never ask or tell me anything. We hardly talk these days."
"There’s nothing like that. You only used to say you are too busy and can’t talk to me 24/7"
"And I thought I was your best friend"
"You are, you both are my good friends. But I swear there is nothing going on between me and C."
"Good friends uh? Well let me say one last thing sweetheart. I don’t know if there is something going between you two but there is sure as hell nothing going on between us, not anymore. Good Night and Good Luck"
*click*

P.S. - This is not to show a wrong or right decision. Nor to Malign Guys or Gals, but to show a very common scenario. If you have bothered to read through 2430 words please also bother to comment. I really want this in this case.

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P.P.S - Do you think B was cheating on A?
Do you think this is anybody's fault? If yes, whom
And lastly do you think anyone could have done anything to save the realtionship? If yes, what ?

Musings on a lonely night...

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