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Confession #6

I have a friend named Shila, we’re friends for like 9 years now. Not a strong friendship though. You know you can’t just measure a friendship by its time. But we’re good friends. I know her FB password. And often, I sneak into her profile, read all the private messages. She’s such a perv and boy crazy! But she doesn’t know that I log into her profile, not even she changes her password, perhaps she doesn’t know how to change it.
I left my glasses in the coaching one day. That place was a stone’s throw from her house. So I called her and told her to bring back my glasses as I was already home and to keep it with her so that I could get it the very next day. I was feeling awful without it. But she just wouldn’t. I got mad at her, I told her I couldn’t see anything and she was like “Why should I bother?” I got mad and put down my phone. Then the thought of revenge struck into my head. I logged into her profile, gave like to “Porn’s tube” a page full of porn which showed on the news feed. -Shila likes porn’s tube. Muhahaha. And the best part was our accounting sir(who’s added to her friend list) might’ve seen it. Oh by the way, I never got caught.
I got into her profile again after two days and unliked the page. Damages were done.   J

Confession #7

This happened when I was in class 9. A school girl. On the way to school. I was taking the side-walks. It was a rainy day so the streets were muddy and slippery. I was running late; I walked in a speed. Then at the midpoint, the side walk got crowded and someone just pushed me aside. It was a footpath so I was going to fall out of it on the ground in the mud water right then, a stranger grabbed my hand and pulled me out. He got me right back in. And I heard a voice- “Hey!...Sorry!” It sounded like a school/college boy, I didn’t see his face, I didn’t even look back. I was walking straight ahead, like nothing happened and got lost in the crowd. But he did save me from going into mud, otherwise I would’ve been smashed up by dirt all the way. That split second, he rescued me like a superman :D. And I won’t lie, I was kind of flattered by his hands touching mine. Hahaheeheehuhu. But I should’ve seen his face. I owed him a thanks. At least I could’ve just glared at him and nod a little as my gratitude. And It could’ve been my love at first sight. Damn it!

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