Life is a B***h - Part I

 

LIFE IS A B***H " PART I

 

It was the last time Arnav spoke to her first love of life, no Wait! Second or in fact third love of his life. It was the stairs of his office that won the tag BLACKHOLE. He was quite devastated when he came back to his seat with a tear tumbling in his eye to make its presence in this material world. The moment he threw himself on the seat a little beep diverted his mind with a little vibration in his pocket reaching towards ecstasy. It was a message on his phone saying “Hey” with the sender identification unknown.

 

Now let’s move a little back in time to get to know Arnav more closely. He was a high school loser with hands on experience in sports but was lacking hands on those two beautiful earthly pleasures. Somehow he survived in school as it was a place packed with a bunch of losers. As soon as the school was over he came across his first biggest challenge - Engineering Entrance. He took it quite seriously, that he devoted one year of his youth to it and came out with flying colors- “No selection”. He thought "“LIFE IS A B***H”. After that whenever he used to get time off from this thought there was the next prominent one " “I am not made up for this country”. With all these success mantras on his mind he ultimately joined an engineering college along with his good friend who was there with him through thick and thin. College was selected with a great deal of filtration process comprising of " air conditioned classrooms, up market crowd, lavish infrastructure and above all double fees.

 

With the commencement of college his expectations were hanging around with reality and Life was not that B***h anymore and this was certainly the place he was made up for. After a year or so of fun and one minor affair he met this girl, and the day he met her he felt like “She is the One”. As soon as she was on board, his life started turning into a Beautiful B***h. First two years went like a shining streak with all those - Movies and a bit hanky panky, Parties and a bit hanky panky, Long Drives and a bit hanky panky and So On and a bit hanky panky. As the final year of the college rang his balls with no affirmative future; the billboard sporting " “She is the One” turned a bit dull. With the advent of the biggest social networking site around the same time his horizon started to expand. A lot of new friends started sharing the time that earlier belonged to the One. Once he accidently shared his password with her and all those undercover secrets were making the BIG NEWS. With a series of repercussions their relation took a rough patch, but somehow he handled the situation with his balls manned up. Later then came the last day of college, and the time to enter the recession hit outer world. Life suddenly started turning into the same B***h. With time things started clearing up and he got a job while she opted for higher studies. She moved out of the town for her studies and long distance started to take its toll. Relation became ugly day by day and one day while he was in office when she called up after a ruthless fight last night. She said those three magical words "“It’s not working”. He was shattered; for one he loved her a lot and second he was unable to find any potential replacement of her in office till then. He tried his level best to convince her but that ship was already sailed.

 

With those gloomy wet eyes he came back to his seat and read that message " “Hey”. He instantly replied " “who’s this?”. Reply came back " “Trisha”.  Trisha was the same girl that he met on that social networking site sometime back. Excitement undermined the sadness and a chain of conversation diverted his mind. As every oldie soul tells " Mind can make you withstand enormous pain. He also thought oldie’s got a point as he was doing quite well than what he expected from himself. After a few weeks of conversation, the day of convergence came. He took her for a coffee in afternoon after a bad binge drinking session last night. But that hangover turned out to be a fruitful one. First healthy date leads to make a move on second date, and so he did. It was a dinner date arranged by Trisha at a sub urban Chinese joint, after the dinner a long drive and one thing lead to another and they saw the sunrise together. He felt quite relaxed that night " the haunting shadow of loneliness was not on the list anymore. He carved that night as night of glory inside himself. After that meetings became frequent and with no sign of commitment he gave this relation a tag- FWB, commonly known as friends with benefits. But these terms are quite ephemeral, that day the three magical words " “I like you” bowled him over by surprise. He was set back a bit and replied with an honest heart " “Thank You” and there came the prompt reply- “Worst reply ever heard”. At that moment he tried to teach himself " Honesty is certainly not the best bet always. That awkward situation ended with that date and as expected she started keeping busy after that. He knew it was over but a renowned battery advertisement’s slogan "“Never Say Die” kept him going. She kept on avoiding him but he didn’t let her apart as somewhere down inside he knew the impact of that pretty Honest Reply.

 

Well it is rightly said by a smart man and modified by a smarter one " “Time and Sex are the best healer”. He kept those moments in his external hard disk and moved on in life. This was one of the best things his Third love of life has taught him " “How to Move On”. After that came a rough though wet patch in his life. Alcohol was leading the game with its A-Team packed up with " Beer, Whisky, Wine, and anything that was edible. He knew it was not the best thing but when you are left with a bad and a worst choice, bad looks like a fancy pick. At this time life was a Tipsy B***h which was dancing like a Jeannie inside every empty bottle that went through him. Then out of nowhere there came a new girl into the picture who was quite younger than him. Her name was Yashika. She was dumped lately and was looking for a shoulder to mourn and give a free pass to that shoulder, not the shoulder literally. Arnav was a very good listener with brilliant enlightening thoughts though those thoughts varied proportionally with the answer to the question "“How to get into her pants”. His charisma was working and the free pass was utilized on the very second date. But this time it was with very clear intentions that there won’t be any type of commitment except for the commitment in bed. He guided her through various rough patches, and made her happy and in return she also made him happy. So it was quid pro quo.  Life again turned into a Cozy B***h with a smirk.

 

Well the Cozy B***h phase went on for a while and gave him a lot of time to think about the various phases he had been through, as he felt satisfied and rested in this phase. After solving a million dollar worth mind boggling puzzle he could figure it out "“Life isn’t a B***h rather it’s a B***h who is craving for LIFE”. Arnav is still out living and figuring it out, as now he knows this can end anytime with a fancy headshot hanging on the “Wall of Spent”.

 

 

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Author's Note

Please pardon my basic writing mistakes as this is the first time I am writing something but be genuine with the overall reviews.

Reviews

[Rose]

That is so true. Life in my mind can most of the time be a b***h, but there are certain points in life, when you feel like life is being kind to you. I feel like I can relate to the character there, because sometimes I have the exact same feelings the "Life is a b***h", however, there are those occasional points in life where I actually think my life is turning around, but then it goes straight down hill again.
It was a amazing story and I would love to read more from you. :)
100/100

[Amateur_Writer]

Thanks a lot Rose ... second thumbs up for my first writing...really means a lot... now I know better how multiple orgasm makes u feel...!!..;-)..

[Rose]

No problem. I would really like to read more writings from you. If you wish to read any specific stories of mine, then feel free. Although, I say to myself all the time that I am a terrible writer, although most of the reviews I've had on my writings have said otherwise XD

[Midsi]

Great story, seems like a story of someone I know....of course if we get into depth of way of writing..it needs far more improvement..neway we are not litrature freaks n we write for ourselves ,,,overall a great read...n best part of writing is it is intrigung n wanting reader to read part 2 also.. i hope the next part reads ... LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL :)

[TheMadAlaskan]

You really didn't tell any fibs with your title of this piece. At first it was the crap sandwich (in mood, not quality) I was expecting. You have a great way to turning it around with the phases, it's like a new sandwich. It doesn't smell the same, but it still feels the same. An improvement, yet a realistic one. I liked it very much.