- First Light: Building the best BDay surprise for Shibam
- Last Light: Successfully blowed their minds up with the FBI level serial killing puzzle. Next day onwards I’ll complete my backlogs which I collected from last 1 fucking month and counting.
Journal
Hey, So it was great. The day started hectic. I slept at around 5 AM the previous day and we decided to catch the 8:41 train but fucking hell everyone showed up just fucking 10 minutes before the train, and Shayan, a fucking menace called just 9 minutes before knowing that I wouldn’t wake up. Every other time bro just shows up at my doorstep ready 20 fucking minutes before but this time he thought he would try to give a lesson to me, by just calling instead of showing up packed up. Later then criticising me when he perfectly knew I was depending on him for everything but he didn’t. For the next train I told Soumalya to go ahead with Shayan to the station 5 minutes before ETA to the station but here we are that Shayan MF mistook the down train noise with the up train. As a consequence they were coming towards my house ranting abt me that I was the one who let’em miss that train even though I told’em to go. The funny thing is that when I went out dressed when our station ETA was 2 min that’s when the train passed, but bro didn’t even give a fuck and went on to his “friend”’s mess when we could have caught the train if we ran a lil from down the alley from my house. Actually I knew that the train hasn’t reach yet but I wanted to show them what that fucking unnecessarily blaming others for their own mistakes does.
Instead of blaming, he coulda thought & realised that who I really am. Someone who cares about his friends like a family, a bond that will never be broken; they are the ones who I trust’em with life. If that wasn’t true I coulda just told my mom abt the train time and she coulda wake me up but instead I trusted him thinking he’ll come prepared 30 min early just to wake me up as usual.
Really it’s these times when I question my friend choice thinking there wouldn’t be anyone who could match up to my bro code, to everyone these are small things but for me these “small issues” cause existential crisis. Still I stay strong thinking someday I’ll meet that someone knows it all and loves me. It’s the songs that keeps me alive.
Enough let’s go back to the day timeline……We reached Baruipur, we started pacing towards Shibam’s house while Shayan kept a distance by outpacing us. Apart from that the best part is that I got the SBI Scholarship call after 2 damn years of applying. Hopefully I’ll get that (PS = I had to lie abt the family income) scholarship.
Rest assured it was a great day we had much fun, we even sneaked out for his meet with GF, had a pizza party and most of all the scavenger hunt where they busted their ass but couldn’t solve.
Throughout the day I constantly felt like an outsider, I felt like I don’t belong to this group, I felt left out, yet, I was the one who created that group. RN I really hate Shayan he’s taking over my place slowly, the group was better off without him.
And Shibam’s GF didn’t really like me cause I refereed to her as ‘tui’ instead of ‘tumi’, saying it’s way out of place from a “stranger”
Why can’t they get it I care a lot, I’m way too invested, I love and trust’em with my whole dam life. To me they are family and their loved ones too; so, they aren’t a stranger to me at all, they are family.
BBT, Seal Team Six, Psych, Chicago PD, The Rookie and many more like these gave me lesson of what family really is. You’re close friend’s aren’t just friends they’re your family, why tf they can’t get it. My blood family is
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