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Confession #4
When I was like 5 or 6, I couldn’t stand my grandma(Father’s side). My grandma couldn’t stand me either. So the hatred was mutual. There were many reasons, priorities and superstitions for which  we didn’t like each other. We never bonded. And I always felt like, she would accept me someday like her other grandchildren, but she didn’t. She treated me like shit. And all I could do was pretend that I love her. But I waited for the day when she would really, truly love me and I would really truly love her, trust me I waited. But the day never came. She died 6 years ago. So I always feel, some things got left unsaid. We have some unfinished business to take care of-My grandma and I. And I’m looking forward to the day, when I’d meet her. Ask her why she didn’t love me. Why she didn’t at least pretend to love me? Why she didn’t accept me? Why she always underestimated me? I’ll ask all the questions that still, at times eat me alive.
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So last night was interesting. I was studying for my stat. test and then Api showed up. There’s a few days left till her marriage to happen and she seemed to have a cold feet. You know how arrange marriages are like? You got no options left other than to get married to the person you just met. Elsa would’ve suicide.
So my Api was having second thoughts. I don’t blame her. She just met the guy twice, talked on phone and chat on whats app. You can’t really know a person by that. At least not the person you’re gonna get married to.
She told me, what her fears and suspicions were. The first thing she fears is that her would be husband might have some love affairs.

Api and I, we settled on one last suspicion. Which is completely ridiculous but there’s a slight chance that it could be true. Before it rages on out of the blue, let me tell you the root story of it.

The guy my sister’s getting married to is quite popular. He’s mainly an artist, draws anime and exhibits. No wonder why teen age girls fall for him. He talks in a certain manner, girls get crazy and end up proposing him on chat. He’s kind of attached to his nieces who are youngsters by the way, and he said he loves babies and babies love him too.

Confession #5


I kind of think he’s a pedophile. I told my sis how I feel about him always surrounded by youngsters and babies and mentioned her the word. She didn’t know the meaning of it, but she said that he once told her, in his friend circle he has a friend who’s a pedophile! Could it be him? Could he actually hide his psychotic attitude in the name of a friend? I mean Introverts often do that. He’s not an introvert, but still?

Okay. it was just an observation. I really hope that he’s all normal. As the sister of the bride, I might be having a cold feet as well. So worrying is habitual. And having this kind of thoughts is, I guess pretty much obvious?

Actually, he could be a great guy. I shouldn’t have judged him like that. 


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