Nita: Hey, thanks for coming!
Annie: Let me say sorry first for the last time. You know ‘na, that submission stuff and all. I was sick man. Sorry!
Nita: I already excused you. Come ‘on. And, even I am feeling a bit sick. My head is bugging man.
Annie: A serious issue right. Anyway, have you got something to drink, Coke?
Nita: I don’t like it.
Annie: Okay, sprite for you. I’ll get some.
Nita: Thanks. It feels good if someone serves you at your own home and also when you don’t freak out sometimes.
Annie: Hmm. Take.
Nita: Thanks! You know, I got an idea for my next blog.
Annie: What’s that?
Nita: Our conversation!
Annie: Wooh! So am gonna be a star. Lolz.
Nita: Come ‘on. First I thought it’s not a good idea as many people write in that similar way, but…
Annie: But what???
Nita: Okay, nothing. I’ll write that.
Annie: That you are learning now how to **** this world.
Nita: You are not going to give up the use of that word, right?
Annie: That’s what I mean.
Nita: Ah! I really don’t want to do this with the world. I mean though I say I don’t care but this is a false statement sometimes. Since I try to make a balance I do so because I care. Shit! I am sick, man. I am a chaos in my own.
Annie: Oops! You never looked one before, ah han? Try me then.
Nita: Just shut up okay. I am not in a mood to joke.
Annie: How right I am! Serious Black!
Nita: You know what, you are pathetic. No, exactly! That is the sentence which is making me sick. I am fed of being right, girl! In fact, I am surprised at this. Why on this earth am so right about things? Why do I know this world so well? I mean, this being right about things and people makes me sick. I need to be wrong now. I need someone to not just say but prove to me that ‘You are wrong Nita. You think this to be so but it’s the other way round. Not everyone is same. Things are different and that they can be the way you want.’
Annie: I know I have a strange friend. When the whole world wants to prove that they are right, you are an exception.
Nita: I hate being one. In fact that is what I love. Oh god! Not this word again!
Annie: What’s the matter? I smell something.
Nita: Smell? I am going to make you eat that rot now. Oh, I made some Chinese yesterday. You want to have?
Annie: Lazy brain. I finished my coke now. Anyway; later, when I’ll digest whatever you have spoken to me.
Nita: You are so sweet. Ah!
Annie: Hmm? I hate the word.
Nita: Even I. You know one thing, “All girls are not same and no boys are different”.
Annie: Wooh!!! Fantastic! Show me the guts now. Who’s the next who wants to die?
Nita: Don’t rush or you’ll be the one.
Annie: Ah han! You can’t do that baby.
Nita: Prove me that what I said is wrong. Please…
Annie: You are asking the wrong person, girl.
Nita: Do you mean that no one can prove this wrong? I even asked boys the same thing but got no answer.
Annie: Oh my god!!! LOL. Ha ha ha… Exactly. Only you can have these guts to ask men this question.
Nita: What do you mean?
Annie: Don’t try to be innocent with me. You know very well what I mean.
Nita: That’s what I said. I just don’t want to know it. Uff! You know what, I was just thinking that why do I even post my blogs when I am writing them for myself only.
Annie: Got an answer?
Nita: Yeah, the same as always.
Annie: I like you.
Nita: I like you too.
Annie: Marry me then. We are going to be the happiest.
Nita: Okay. I’ll ask your boyfriend to break-up with you soon. You know, I am going to be very possessive about you. So, I don’t prefer sharing anything I own.
Annie: Selfish! Utter that when you have enough guts, okay. Fool.
Nita: Yeah. I agree.
Annie: You are never going to get one.
Nita: I don’t even want to. Do hell with this world. This is a complete mess.
Annie: And you belong here.
Nita: Exactly! At least it would have been a little less messy in my absence; and that’s a phrase from my incomplete blog. Ah! I have no more words to complete it.
Annie: I got it.
Nita: Annie, why can’t opposites be just friends, in fact good friends? Why do gender differences arise always and why can’t this issue be resolved? Why can’t girls be treated as equal to boys and why can’t boys have same respect for a girl as an individual? Why girls have their looks to their disadvantage that they are always judged on that basis? You know I don’t even consider it as a factor at all. Why are there such mentalities? I want to find an exception to this. I mean, why is everyone interested to know just one thing about a girl that how many have tried to approach her before? This hurts Annie. This hurts badly. I need an exception to this, please.
Annie: Relax Nita. Don’t jump to conclusions. See, there are exceptions. I mean…
Nita: I wonder. Is it me who is trying to look for the impossible or is it wrong with me that I don’t accept this hated deprived truth easily? I am afraid because I don’t want to give up. In fact, I can never give up for things that I want. Am I doing a mistake?
Annie: Well, Nita, this is the one reason I like you so much. See, you very well know what you want and this is a big thing to figure out. Many people spend their whole lives without even knowing what they were looking for. I am not like you because I have my own priorities and requirements and I don’t think about things the way you do but I appreciate your search very much. In fact it feels great that at some point I am there for helping you in things. See Nita, this world is not the way you want it to be. I don’t deny that what you want doesn’t exist but it is very rare, kind of difficult to see in this crowd. This world is a huge stack of hay and if you want to find out your little key to answers you need to be patient. There is also, a risk that you won’t be able to get it but I would love if you don’t quit.
Nita: That has never been an option for me. That’s why am afraid. What if the time flies away and I get nowhere?
Annie: You will still have your experience.
Nita: I guess I have had enough of it. I need the results now.
Annie: I wish I could have some words to soothe you at present but I feel guilty as I don’t have any. I can just ask you to be patient.
Nita: It’s more than enough for me that you are here to hear me out. Thanks! Just this much is sometimes sufficient to go on with the journey.
Annie: You know, Nita?
Annie: You are one of the best girls I have ever known. And the fact is that all your friends agree with this truth.
Nita: But I am too rude, right?
Annie: You are not like that always. You are just too straight and sometimes it is good for you. Though, you have some drawbacks but that everyone else has too. So comparatively, you are far better than the rest and different.
Nita: Thanks but should I take this ‘being different’ in a good will or as something else?
Annie: Ah! I need to be hit on my head now. I am going to have some Chinese. If you feel like eating something after clearing all this mess that you created, just come soon.
Nita: Yup. I better clean this soon. In fact, it is all clear now. Let’s go. And …
Annie: What now?
Nita: I love you.
Annie: Yeah, I accept the lie, me too.
Nita: You won’t change.
Annie: And I wish even you don’t.
Nita: I guess. Thanks!