The Endeavors

Mr. Kill-Bill: "That’s all…!! Enough is enough!! No more!"

Rest of the friends looked at him, they knew he was correct. It was right on their face. It was time… things had to be finalized…

Few weeks back school summer vacation had started. Five friends decided that it was time to take their cricket to the next level… Bet matches! But they didn't have the team for it. Five of them were decent players. A bet matched required eleven players in a team. It was not hard to find players during vacation time in Chennai, every kid would be playing "Gully" cricket on roads! They started conference call with few schoolmates and they agreed to join their team! Now they needed an opponent, they should play well but not too good!! ;) Few more conference calls a team had agreed to play against them. They were thrilled! Every night they had conference for two hours! Deciding the team formation and strategies! At least that was the main intention, but it would end up having discussion about meaningless topics and still they laughed and enjoyed the conversation! Every now and then someone would bring up the topic of match then again after five minutes topic would have drifted away. The five enjoyed these long conferences even though it had no meaningful talks and it would go late into night adding to the parents’ fury! ;) They started practicing well before match; this is where they will decide the team formation. The opening bowler was the first slotted that needed to be filled. It is always difficult to find a good consistent bowler for a team ours was no different.

Mr. Kill-Bill was a good all-rounder. Calm, patient, opening batsmen and bowler of the team

Mr. Thiloth supposed to be another all-rounder. Short tempered and thinks he is an exceptional cricketer. His bowling action has raised questions with opponent.

Mr. Simkesh, the opening bowler. More than SIX feet tall, lean and athletic body runs in hard, jumps high and bowls a ball which a seven year old could smack out of the park. Dedicated, good hearted and ready for anything we do.

Mr. Wine, our wicket keeper (they kept him behind the wickets so that he doesn't have to take any catches!! And he would stand well behind so that he can stop the ball somehow! ;) But the guy improved far beyond their expectations) he was also above-average batsmen, on his day there is no stopping him. So he was given the one-down slot.

Mr. Wordsy, he was dedicated player. He could do a bit of bowling when other bowlers were taken for runs, a decent middle order batsmen and a good fielder (whose position in field is always deep mid-wicket!)

Rest of the team members were not fixed, they used to come and go as match goes by. A guy is recruited in team by the selection committee (the five friends) mostly because he must have either thrashed their bowling or ripped their batting line-up apart! So the selection committee would conduct another conference call and woo him into team!!

A day before match, they were practicing, Simkesh charges in jumps high with tremendous force and bowls a ball which is so slow that it pitches twice before reaching the keeper, who makes a big fumble to collect the ball! This was the situation. But this didn’t make them stop, they decided to go ahead. The bet was for Rs.100/- for a 12 over match. Match was scheduled on morning 6 A.M at IDPL ground near St. Thomas Mount, which meant getting up by 5 and cycling half way across the city! And they made it on time too! ;) You know… all these conference calls they didn’t come up with a proper team name so let’s call them “Endeavor”. Endeavor arrived at the ground. Time for toss; Mr. Wine lost the toss (Nobody knows why he goes for toss! He is not the captain!! :P :P ) opponent decided to field first. The captain of other team informed that they have only 10 players and so they should get last man batting i.e. last batsmen will play without a runner on other side. The generous good heart “Endeavor” team agreed to it!

Endeavors started batting; things went horribly wrong, entire team was all out by 65!!(Thank god there were runs for extras! Else they wouldn’t have crossed 40!) Everyone knew that they have to do exceptionally well to win it! First few over’s they had no luck. Mr. Thiloth was a medium pace bowler but suddenly he said he will bowl spin. Mr. Kill-Bill kept saying to him to continue his normal bowling style and not to change it, the guy wouldn’t agree! So again the five main members met on middle of the game.

Mr. Thiloth: “I will bowl spin today, this is a spin track”

Mr. Wordsy: “Dei!! We are playing in local ground not chepauk stadium and that is sand you see on pitch not green grass!!”

Mr. Simkesh: “Ok! Are you sure you can spin the ball?”

Mr. Thiloth: “dude! I can spin the ball either way!”

Mr. Wine: “Do you want me to stand up the wicket?”

Mr. Kill-Bill: “Onnum theva illa… nee nalla pinnadi poi nillu…” (Not necessary! Go and stand well behind the sticks)

Per bowler only 3 over’s was allowed. This was Mr. Thiloth’s first over! The first ball he bowled was called a no ball by the umpire for chucking the ball (means that you don’t have proper arm action when you are bowling). Umpires are not professionals they are just batting team members. Mr. Thiloth got angry and started arguing.

Mr. Thiloth: “Hey my arm action is like muralidharan”

Umpire: “Dei mokka! Poda poi olunga ball podu!”

Endeavor surrounded the umpire and somehow made him agree that it was a perfect arm action! The next ball he bowled didn’t spin at all but the batsmen had no time to react, the ball crashed into the stumps!! Mr. Thiloth continued the over and got two wickets! That was the break through over Endeavor was waiting for! They kept on taking wickets; Mr. Thiloth took another two wickets in his next over! The match came to the last over they needed four runs of it. Endeavors brought in Mr. Thiloth, this was crucial over, opponent were down to the last batsmen there was no one at the non-striker end. The last batsmen was a junior school boy, opponent team brought the kid just to fill in the place. Mr. Thiloth bowls two balls giving away no runs. He fires in the next ball; it passes the edge and Mr. Wine makes a brilliant diving catch! Mr. Thiloth is ecstatic and jumps all around, but the umpire gives not out! Mr. Thiloth is furious and kicks the stumps of the ground. Rest of the team comes to console him and convince him that it was not an edge. He is charged up and bowls the next ball; the kid clears his right leg and smashes the ball over the boundary! They win! It was agony! To lose coming so close to victory! The opponent walked over to collect the victory money.

Mr. Wine: “Let’s play a three match series and winner of series will get the prize!”

The opponent agreed to the three match series. Endeavor had to win the next two games at any cost! The next match Endeavor practiced even harder, they recruited in better players this time. The second game and this time the opponent chose to bat first and placed a target of 84 to win. It was not easy for Endeavor, they reached the target huffing and puffing on last over. The last match of the series, this time again the opponent chose to bat first. Endeavors were pretty confident now. They had won the last match; they kept played with unchanged team. Mr. Simkesh runs in for the second over. The batsman is a new guy (looks like opponent team has started following policy of recruiting people like endeavor). Mr. Simkesh bowls a normal delivery, looking at the height of the bowler and the speed at which he runs in the batsman miscalculated the shot and played it too early. The ball just misses the stumps.

Batsman to his teammate: “dei ennada evan mala-madu matiri odi vanthu.. ball a oruti vidran!” (He runs in like a bull and rolls the ball along the ground!)

Teammate: “nee nenaikara mathiri avan periya bowler illa…” (He is not big bowler as you think)

Mr. Simkesh heard this conversation charges in the next ball… again the batsmen misses, the ball was close to the edge…

Mr. Simkesh (sledging): “Aadra atha… aadra…” (Play that!play!)

The batsman just glares back at the bowler… Mr. Simkesh walks back talking to himself positioning his hand as if practicing some new type of delivery! Runs in even harder for the next delivery; the batsman stays in the crease waits for the ball and THWACK! No one even bothered to move!! Mr. Wordsy at the boundary couldn’t stop laughing; if Mr. Simkesh had not sledged it would have been a single! Mr. Wordsy walks up to Mr. Simkesh.

Mr. Wordsy: “ethu unnaku thevaya? Periya brett lee nenapa? Olunga offside le ball a podu pothum!” (Do you need this? Do you think you are brett lee? Just maintain a off side line)

Mr. Simkesh: “dei avan six adipannu enaku epidida theriyum?” (How do I know he would smash it for a six)

The opponent went on to make 125 in 12 over’s and the opening batsmen crossed half century! Endeavor batting started, Mr. Kill-Bill went in with Mr. Thiloth, and they got a good partnership going. Mr. Thiloth got run out and it was given out my Mr. Simkesh! Mr. Thiloth got angry again, he started shouting at Mr. Simkesh for giving him out! Mr. Thiloth said he will do the umpiring for the rest of the match. Mr. Wine walked in, five over’s 50 runs were needed then, Mr. Wine played an innings of his life but eventually he got out. Mr. Simkesh was listening to famous "Arujnar villu" song from Ghilli walked in, 8 balls 15 runs were required. Mr. Simkesh being tall guy can swing the bat a long distance!! He walks in and hits a four and a six! No one has ever seen him play like that might be the effect of the song or his fight with Mr. Thiloth. Final over 5 runs are needed now, Mr. Kill-Bill was exhausted he needed a runner, last over runner is a crucial decision, he calls in Mr. Wordsy. Mr. Kill-Bill hits a four of the first ball… Relief!! And the next ball the scramble for a single! Endeavors made it! They won the series! The opponent gives them the Rs.100/- but they made a request. Let us extend the series to a five match series and Rs.150 bet! Endeavors think over and agree as they need to win one of the two matches! That didn’t stop them from celebrating their victory at Saravana Bhavan with plates of Idlly!

Match four: The opponent sets a target of 90! Endeavors play a decent innings until last few over’s wickets start falling badly. Mr. Wordsy who has been sent up the order plays well to bring the target within reach, four runs of last over last wicket in hand…! The first ball of the last over, Mr. Wordsy jumps down the pitch and tries to smack the ball but misses it completely and stumps are shattered! Endeavors have lost it!! Next match became crucial!

Match five: The match was scheduled in the afternoon at 3.30 PM; the wind was strong across the ground. Endeavor was put to bat first! They intelligently used the wind to advantage; the wind was blowing from leg-side to off-side for right hand batsmen, so a well timed shot on off-side meant ball would run away at great speed. Endeavors posted a target of 120. Now they needed to defend it.

Mr. Wordsy: “The wind is too strong on off-side, let’s keep minimum fielder on leg side and maximum on off side” the team agreed to the idea setting only 3 fielders in leg side.

First three over’s were favorable to endeavors, the batsmen had a little chat. The next ball the batsman walks across the stumps and muscles the ball to the leg side boundary. Endeavors were dumb stuck by the batsman’s power! Three sixes of that over! The opponent continued to exploit the leg side… The entire team gave a threatening look to Mr. Wordsy!

The following conversation really happened on match, this was well before it came on movie:

Mr. Wordsy: “Dei avan thaan leg side le adikaranu theriyuthu le off side le ball poduda” (Try to bowl in offside as the batsman playing only in leg side)

Mr. Kill-Bill bowls on off side; the batsman hits the ball through the line for a boundary.

Mr. Kill-Bill turns to Mr. Wordsy: “Dei avan epidi pottalum adikaran da!!”

The opponent won the match hands down! Endeavors had to give them the bet money.
Mr. Simkesh to opponent captain: “I’ll give you the money later we don’t have it now” The captain agrees.

Mr. Wine: “Should we extend this to seven match series?”

Mr. Kill-Bill: "That’s all…!! Enough is enough!! No more!"

Rest of the friends looked at him, they knew he was correct. It was right on their face. It was time… things had to be finalized about the bet money. They decided to talk this over conference at night because most of players of didn’t play the entire series nor did they enjoy the Saravana Bhavan idly and hence who pays how much has to be decided. The conference started at night… bet money topic was lost in the sea… six years have passed and the bet money is yet to be calculated…! Read more!

One Night under Anna flyover

It was a fine evening; Mr. Wordsy was with his school friends buying gift for his friends sister’s wedding. They decided upon few wedding gifts and Mr. Wordsy emptied his pocket money on the gift. Mr. Wordsy didn’t have to worry about dinner because he had a great reception food to rampage on. For the rest of the evening the group decided to roam in Spencer plaza and do the routine. :) The reception was brilliant; they had sumptuous dinner which started simulating their brains. It was already 9 PM by then. The group of friends decided that they had to go somewhere and afterwards they will go home. It happens a lot of times with friends that they can’t decide where to go in few minutes. The group kept talking and talking in bike stand but didn’t decide where to go!! One of the crazies in the group suggested “let’s go to marina beach da… At night it will be awesome”. Idea was perfect; they will go to beach sit in sand and continue talking. The clock showed 10 PM; remember they were in school so no one had proper license for the vehicle they drove. Someone in the group did mention that it is not really good idea to drive from Ashok Nagar to Marina at this time of night. But as they say young bloods never thinks twice. :)

From here on narration will be from Mr. Wordsy’s view.

We started in four vehicles, a pulsar, a bajaj chetak, a Kinetic Honda, a Scooty (mine). I was driving alone while other three had pillion rider. The pulsar shot off, as you might have guessed already, the other three were together for two reasons:

1. The drivers of the other two vehicles were people with negligible directional sense. They have to ride a million times on same route to know the route. It was past ten so going alone meant getting lost for them!

2. Their vehicles were too old to match up to the speed of pulsar.

So happily chatting and laughing we took the G.N.Chetty road, we were almost near Anna flyover I told them clearly that we have to go below the flyover and turn right. And what happened was the kinetic Honda shot past me saying “okay fine da” and rode straight up the flyover! I was like “what the hell!!” I raced after him shouting “stop da! Stop!” watching me going over flyover the Bajaj Chetak also followed me over flyover!! I caught up with kinetic Honda on top of flyover.

Me: “Dei!! Ennada panre? (What are you doing?) I told you we had to go below the fly over and then right”

Kinetic Honda guy: “oh like that ah… I though take the flyover and then right machi…”

It was one of those moments were stupidity had to be ignored and next step was to be taken. It was past 10:30 PM, the roads were deserted except few vehicles. The bajaj chetak also caught up with us. We decided that we will get down the flyover and take a turn to left and ride on wrong side of one-way to reach under the flyover and then catch up with the proper road. I asked the other two vehicles to go ahead of me while drive behind them. This was the turning point of the night. They rode ahead of me and I followed them, they look the left turn from the bridge, enter the one-way and rode in wrong side, it was empty, we raced through the wrong side of one-way road, they turned and went under the flyover. I took the turn to go under the flyover. Shock of my life was waiting; a white figure with its hands out was moving closer towards my vehicle. I hit the brakes hard, stopping my vehicle just before the white figure. I heard the sound of my tires screeching. I looked up; the white figure had a blue cap, with a symbol on front. It was wearing a khaki pant and brown belt with steel buckle. I heard the croaky voice “Take out your license!”

I was caught by a traffic police under Anna flyover at 10.30 PM! I cursed my luck! What are the chances for that to happen! It was night 10.30, even the traffic lights at few junctions stopped working at 10 PM! But I was caught red handed driving in the wrong side of one-way and taking a turn under Anna flyover. In a distance I could see two small red lights fading quickly, how the hell did they miss this police? Was he hiding and jumped out as soon as I took the turn. My thoughts were interrupted by a raspy voice.

Traffic police: “Thambi enga poring evalo vegama?” (Where are you going so fast?)

Me: “Sir… sir… (It was night ten thirty I couldn’t lie about late to school or tuition) Friend veetuku group studies panna poren sir…” (Going to friends place for group studies)

Traffic police (TP): “unna patha group study panna pora matiri therlaye… seri license edu… (You don’t look as if you are going for group studies… okay! Take out your license)

Me: “Sir… license veetule iruku” (license is at home)

TP: “License illama epidipa vandi ottaringa… one-way le opposite side vandi otti irukinga athuvum mount road le” (How can you ride without license? You have gone in opposite side of one-way… that too mount road)

Me: “Sir Sir please sir… next time I’ll be careful”

TP: “Hmmm… naan veetuku kelambitu irunthen appo than rendu vandi wrong side of one-way lenthu turn panni ponnanga athu naala wait panni pathen… opposite side of one-way ottrathu thaapu thambi unga nallathuku thane solren” (I was about to leave home when I saw two vehicles turn from one-way… it is not good to ride in opposite side of one-way, it is for your safety)

I was caught because of one stupid friend and they were lucky enough to miss the traffic police. I tried saying so many sorry and please but in vain.

TP: “one-way le vandi ottinathu, license illa… purse le evalo iruku?” (You have driven in wrong side of one-way, no license… how much do you have in purse)

I have heard stories of bribing but never so explicit! I took out my purse, searched every nook and corner of it, I had only two rupee coin with me. Rest of the money I had spent in gift and eatables at Spencer plaza. Should I try running from the place? Or should I tell him the truth?

Me: “Sir… rendu ruba thaan iruku” (I only have two rupees)

I seriously couldn’t read his reaction; his eyes bulged out, his lips shortened… I really feel he didn’t know whether to scold me or feel pity for me! I didn’t have mobiles those days. And where am I going to find a STD booth to call someone at this time, plus only two rupees in hand!!! Traffic police gave me intense look. His voice and attitude totally changed after that.

TP: “Give me your vehicle key!”

I looked blankly at him. He repeated the same line again only this time angrier. I gave him the key.

TP: “We will go to station… let inspector decide what to do with you…”

I was shell shocked… I heard the filmy dialogue in my head “No one in our family has ever stepped into a police station… You are a disgrace to the family…”

Me: “Sir please… sir pleeeaaaaseeeeee… Naan romba naala payyan sir” (I am a good boy)

Me: “Sir innime naan vandi wrong side le ottave matten… Promise” (From here on I won’t drive in wrong side of one-way… Promise)

TP: “Inspector vandi seize panni Nungambakkam station le vechu iru paaru… kalaile vanthu Rs.1500/- fine kaati vandi eduthukittu po…!” (Inspector will seize the vehicle and keep it at Nungambakkam station. Pay Rs.1500/- fine and take it home)

Me: “Vadapalani varaikum ponnum sir… please” (I have to go till Vadapalani)

Me: “Sir… Naan student sir… padikanum sir…” (I am student. I have to study)

I got another ugly stare!! Then at that moment I heard voice… Was god was speaking to me? Was god calling my name from behind?

Voice: “Vikram…!”

I turned around to see a figure from dark walking towards me… I knew this guy…

Guy: “What are you doing here?”

He came closer I realized who it was… Mr. Wine… One of the pillion riders of the other vehicle… and he is asking me “What am I doing here?!” should I slap him?! Or just kick him?! Or both?!

Me: “I rode on wrong side of one-way and didn’t have license with me so…”

Mr. Wine: “oh…!”

TP: “ethu yaaru? Innoru bike le ponnalage athule oruthana? ” (Who is this? Is it one of the guys from other bike)

Mr. Wine: “No no… I live in Nungambakkam only. Came for a walk and this guy is my friend”

TP didn’t say anything but gave both of us a terrifying look.

Me to Wine: “kaile kaasu iruka?”

Mr. Wine opens his purse to starts counting notes… Lots of notes but denominations are very small…

TP to Wine: “Thambi purse kattunga… (Show me your purse)

Mr. Wine: “Sir… veetle kaasu enga nu ketpanaga sir…” (When I go home they will enquire about the money)

TP: “Adu ellam pathukalam… pursa kaatu” (That is okay… show me your purse!)

Mr. Wine reluctantly showed him the purse.

TP: “Evalo iruku totala??” (How much you have in total?)

Mr. Wine after counting: “120 rubaa iruku sir” (120 rupees)

TP: “seri… thaa… illana neeyum evan kooda bike le vanthenu fine poduven” (Okay… give it or else I’ll put fine saying you were travelling with him)

Mr. Wine looked at me, I signaled him to give. Mr. Wine passed the money, TP started counting it. After counting it he handed back to us two ten rupee notes.

TP: “Intha pa vechuko…” (Here have it)

I was surprised by his action. Why would he give back just Rs.20? Why not Rs.50? May be Mr. Wine’s words moved him to return back Rs.20/- : ) : )

TP: “Drive home carefully, from now on don’t ride in wrong side of the one-way.”

Me: “Yes sir…”

TP left the place; I turned to Mr. Wine and said “Thanks man!” He smiled back.

Me: “Where did you get so much money?”

Mr. Wine: “Oh..! That… we realized you were not behind us so we returned to see what happened. We saw you talking to TP so hid in a dark corner and watched. We saw you searching your purse. I knew you didn’t have money so all us shared. Kinetic Honda had Rs.30, Bajaj chetak had Rs.10, and rest was mine.”

Me: “Where are the others?”

Mr. Wine: “They are waiting for us in the other street”

Me: “Shall we go back to home? It is already late”

Mr. Wine: “Yup.And are you planning to tell this at home?”

Me: “Nope! You? ”

Mr. Wine: “Nopes”

Me: “We went to Marina beach right?”

Mr. Wine: “The breeze in the beach was awesome!”

(This part was contributed by Mr. Wine)

Once we sent the Police aabiser , then came a ultimate situation .. On moving 25 Mts forward your tyre got punctured ....

No puncture shop was there near by, in the first place (come on how can u expect a puncture shop just under Anna Flyover that too at 10 45 Pm!!)... Then we were searching for a puncture shop as if, if we find one we had the money to fix the puncture .... All the four's purse was emptied to satisfy that TP (I meant Traffic police , nothing else :P )... No one had no idea and at a point of time we decided to walk 10 Km from Mount Road to Vadapalani with the vehicle (as if we are protesting against the fuel price hike) .

Then came the saviours .. Those Pulsar guys , not thet they had lot of money , after they came the combined money we had was around Rs40 (including Rs 20 given back by the TP )..

On looking at gang of guys standing just outside the American Consolate at night 11 30 , a security gaurd equiped with AK 47 approached us .. Finally the light at end of the tunnel, a old man was passing past us and i stopped him to ask about any puncture shop near by ... Damn Comes a reply from him "Naan cycle kada dhan vachirukien Thambi , naan puncture otrien ..".. It was "Kanna Laddooo thingaaa aasaayaaaa" for us..

Once he fixed he asked for Rs 60 just for a punture !!!!.. and No one had any thing to talk when he asked that amount .. But again God smiled at us , that security gaurd came to us again and asked "enna dhan prachana ungalukku".. for us it was like "Kannaaa rendu ladoo thingaa assaiyaaaaa"... We both complaind to that gaurd "this guy is demanding lots of money for a puncture".. (as if two kids talking to a pricipal).. He started shouting at that cycle wala and finally we started our journey back home .. and it was 1 AM when I reached home and next day morning at 5AM we had tuition for extrance exam coaching ..

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Guy’s Eye View

For a youngster the thought processing mainly involves two things: Love and Girls. And I guess you must be thinking why I didn’t mention academics in that list… seriously… no… nooooo….!

So, first the girls… The phenomenon I should say starts early in a guys life. In primary school, the boy sticks to his gang of friends (boys), watching cartoon, playing in dirty sand and his toys. The boy hates girls (he says this… but I doubt) There is always the chalk throwing and paper throwing. Boys and girls are two gangs always involved in fighting and complaining to teacher. But if you look at in a different point of view, there is famous law, opposite poles attract each other ;) And I believe this is where the first seed of “the phenomenon” is planted. Forwarding a few years, the boy goes into higher classes. This is when he starts acting “cool” listening to English songs, doing hair style… All these he will have a laugh when he grows old. And the fighting with girls magically stops… the boy doesn’t fight with the girls but he won’t talk to them either… but steals a glance at every chance he gets… And for every guy there is always a girl for who he develops a soft corner… this is not infatuation or love... so I call it “the phenomenon” (and don’t believe guys who says he hasn’t gone through this… that is a lie) 

The boy enters senior class (say eleventh or twelfth), he starts listening to melodies and real music, starts building a true character. I believe this is the time where they guys divide…the “dudes” and “ordinary”… The dudes have the guts to talk to girls goes ahead but the ordinary doesn’t. This is something to ponder, why is talking to a girl so difficult?! She is not going to kill or an exploding bomb! But few things are difficult to explain in life this is one of those. The “dude” meanwhile steers past the “ordinary” making the “ordinary” very much jealous. The poor “ordinary” guy tries to put up a smile when he sees a girl but his guts is so bad that lips don’t curve enough to make a smile!! The “ordinary” guy is frustrated with his efforts and enters college. 

Now, in the transition from school to college, the guy comes across the chapter of “love”. Every human being has their own definition of love. He must have seen so many love stories and girls. He gets confused on the word “love”. How would he know who is the right person? Who should he run after? Or is it better not to run? Looking at his past life he is sure that no girl is fall into his hands… Who? How? “Ordinary” guy becomes more frustrated and confused with him attempts with girls, but the real reason is he never had the guts. When the “Ordinary” guys hang out for “bird watching”, this is generally what happens. A gorgeous girl coming at a distance, one gang members alerts the gang. But there are few moments when a girl passes by the “ordinary” guy do not alert his mates. He doesn’t know why the reason he did that. She looks beautiful to his eyes. Now why the difference, it is because the other girls seen by him are his fantasy but this one girl is “real”. Let me explain, consider Aishwarya Rai, every “ordinary” guy likes her and wants a date with her but he knows that she cannot be his love or wife; this is called a “fantasy”. And “the phenomenon” with “real” girl might turn into “love” if he decides to persuade it.

People say “love at first sight” or  “love after getting to know each other” in all these cases few things can be assured, these people are brave, live a life they want and willing to adjust to see the other happy.  So the question is not about how do I get one or who should I choose, it is about how ready you are.

Note: These are just my views; don’t blame me if it doesn’t work out. And I haven’t said anything about girl’s point of view because let’s just say ‘No one knows what girls want’ ;) ;)

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