just saying

we all like a good gossip.there is nothing better then to curl up and bitch about one frenemy to another.itfeel like the sun especially save some sunlight for you.there is spring in your step and you can literally feel that every god particle is happy for you and is rejoicing that she had a breakup or receive less marks in test.i dunno about you but every pore of my body open up and is welcoming the news.though you might just have a differing in opinion,or she defeated in debate in remote past.it doesn’t matter once a girl is black marked she always remain in back of your list in your parties.

so one such juicy news hit my ears in early morning and whole day i supported a cheshire cat smile.somebody would have thought i have become pregnant!!.lets be honest with you i am not a good samaritan and is good to people who are good to me.my rules are simple you paint my nails and i will paint yours.you smear it on edges then be sure its going to be there and i ain’t applying paint remover on it.a mark is made and lord does it take years to smudge it a bit.

so while i was happy and smiling i fall upon this girl i have black marked years ago i have forgotten what the case was but i remain cold from then.we said pleasantry with grudging nods and curt replies but i notice something is amiss she was not her bitchy self.i dont know what posses me but i invite her for a cup of coffee for old time sakes and she surprisingly accepted without her usual high and mighty look she is famous for.while drinking coffee she fell in front of me i have never seen caffein doing this to people i am just glad i havent offer a drink i met never come in one piece.so what follow was the usual story of fail marriage,children who hate her and work which did not appreciat her.while this news ib any other day in any other setting would have made my day but seeing her infront of me breaking down like a house of cards wasnt funny and not at entertaing just a whole lot disconcerting.we part in good term with promise to keep in touch.so moral being:never hear someone sad story from thier own mouth it just take away the joy!


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