ugh our stories had been of friendship, trust, deceit, lying, cheating, and treachery. Somewhere between all the lying and cheating, we’ve had our moments, we have managed to live it up, and that’s what bonds us. We’ve shared the same joys and we’ve shared the same agony. We are a bunch of folks, brought together by destiny; wAnyone who has crossed over would agree to that. It’s like when we cross over even the most insignificant things start niggling us. A small comment or a lame joke usually end up in the unchartered territory. And we usually don’t want to mention that we were offended by something that didn’t feel right to us. You see all the perceptions about grown-ups ‘discussing’ their problems are a farce. We don’t ‘discuss’ anything heavier than the weather.

The things which would’ve been settled down by going for each others throats for a while back in teenage days can not be discussed now. You see after the cross over we all have the same hallucinations; of being smart enough. We don’t discuss It, our solution to all such problems is by default ‘Can’t possibly make it, might as well fake it’. It’s our usually our final understanding that since ‘him and you’ have been buds for years he should’ve known better. It never occurs to us that all that’s wrong is that we didn’t get his joke. But we understand that discussing it would no longer mean that we are grown-ups since its imperative for us grown-ups to comprehend everything by ourselves. It happens to all of us, me, and you, and the guy next door.

But all this doesn’t stop us from coming to each others aid in difficult times. Because even though our stories had been of friendship, trust, deceit, lying, cheating, and treachery. Somewhere between all the lying and cheating, we’ve had our moments, we have managed to live it up, and that’s what bonds us. We’ve shared the same joys and we’ve shared the same agony. We are a bunch of folks, brought together by destiny; w

rceptions about grown-ups ‘discussing’ their problems are a farce. We don’t ‘discuss’ anything heavier than the weather.

The things which would’ve been settled down by going for each others throats for a while back in teenage days can not be discussed now. You see after the cross over we all have the same hallucinations; of being smart enough. We don’t discuss It, our solution to all such problems is by default ‘Can’t possibly make it, might as well fake it’. It’s our usually our final understanding that since ‘him and you’ have been buds for years he should’ve known better. It never occurs to us that all that’s wrong is that we didn’t get his joke. But we understand that discussing it would no longer mean that we are grown-ups since its imperative for us grown-ups to comprehend everything by ourselves. It happens to all of us, me, and you, and the guy next door.

But all this doesn’t stop us from coming to each others aid in difficult times. Because even though our stories had been of friendship, trust, deceit, lying, cheating, and treachery. Somewhere between all the lying and cheating, we’ve had our moments, we have managed to live it up, and that’s what bonds us. We’ve shared the same joys and we’ve shared the same agony. We are a bunch of folks, brought together by destiny; w

of being smart enough. We don’t discuss It, our solution to all such problems is by default ‘Can’t possibly make it, might as well fake it’. It’s our usually our final understanding that since ‘him and you’ have been buds for years he should’ve known better. It never occurs to us that all that’s wrong is that we didn’t get his joke. But we understand that discussing it would no longer mean that we are grown-ups since its imperative for us grown-ups to comprehend everything by ourselves. It happens to all of us, me, and you, and the guy next door.

But all this doesn’t stop us from coming to each others aid in difficult times. Because even though our stories had been of friendship, trust, deceit, lying, cheating, and treachery. Somewhere between all the lying and cheating, we’ve had our moments, we have managed to live it up, and that’s what bonds us. We’ve shared the same joys and we’ve shared the same agony. We are a bunch of folks, brought together by destiny; w

s joke. But we understand that discussing it would no longer mean that we are grown-ups since its imperative for us grown-ups to comprehend everything by ourselves. It happens to all of us, me, and you, and the guy next door.

But all this doesn’t stop us from coming to each others aid in difficult times. Because even though our stories had been of friendship, trust, deceit, lying, cheating, and treachery. Somewhere between all the lying and cheating, we’ve had our moments, we have managed to live it up, and that’s what bonds us. We’ve shared the same joys and we’ve shared the same agony. We are a bunch of folks, brought together by destiny; w

ugh our stories had been of friendship, trust, deceit, lying, cheating, and treachery. Somewhere between all the lying and cheating, we’ve had our moments, we have managed to live it up, and that’s what bonds us. We’ve shared the same joys and we’ve shared the same agony. We are a bunch of folks, brought together by destiny; we have strived and survived together. We’ve nursed bad hangovers together, after nights when we forgot our own names. Together we’ve managed to experience a lot in very little time.

And thats exactly why we are friends and foes, till the next lame joke offends our ass off.