Her name meant something in Persian…I forget…
I don't really know her except from my conversations with her friend & some random facts bout her.
I think I spoke to her a few times…not that I remember any.
“So now seriously tell me who is fatter…her or me…
(Women somehow always ask these questions and I somehow always never manage to answer correctly (read – something which sounds right!)…yet I answer)
She’s the only one I can relate to at work…I think she’s sane… she calls me fatty…but seriously don’t you think she’s bigger than I am…”
(Women!)
“…but that’s probably because you’re short too na”
“BASTARD”
“She’s broken up with him again…”
“Again?”
“Yeah they keep having these fights on and off but he says this time he’s had enough…
…you know every time they’d fight, he’d tell me that he knows her well enough to understand that she’s just passing through a phase n she’ll come around… but how much can he take…”
“Yeah I’ve met him just that one time n I thought they were too cute to be true…he was sarcastic as hell …seemed fun to be with….so she’s single eh?!?”
“BASTARD….
…I know what’s going through her head…when it’s the first time you’re in a relationship you always feel that there might be something better out there which you don’t know….though sometimes there isn’t and it isn’t easy realizing that…”
I didn’t even know them, yet it hurt!