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Dear ModLiTwaa 🥰 ..
i missed our thursday : like most of the times...it was work..
but i guess thursdays is when your simpies and dimpies call u up for making 'dates' of 3rd kinds..
It usually meant bearing their 'personalities' and bills for the weekend..
along with some time of ours..
i just loved these 'trials' and tribulations of page 3 kinds..where any nobody b grade bhaiyya would take a swing on my ego / work / life etx..
just to even the scales..
the food was free ... so was my ego : for the 'date' had to be earned...
But we did go thru the whole loop..
i wasnt 'better' ... coz there are always surname and puuppa money based supermans...who can give u a better 'future'...vs what amateurism i call a career.
I get it : safety in 'tradition' - shortest path 1st to bliss : we do it all the time...
it is about those times..when i knew the end was coming..
yet it was just weeks apart..
the agony of loss with bliss in 'now'..
thats what makes it 'imaginary'..
certainty of end.
which makes me wonder : does 'time' define our imaginary relationship?
or the moments : where all seemed right in the 'now'?
To those missed thurdays : coz we want the weekend : not scrapes of calls and disturbances.