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Yes, I love Green Jelly and Seekh Kababs!! I was sitting in a high back chair, folding my legs holding my breath, at the end of 5×5 ft glass table. The table was full of everything I could have finished single-handedly on a normal day.
Death by chocolate slices, fried chicken, chocolate cookies, Pineapple Chicken Salad, Chicken tikka, Kababs, Green Jelly and what not. The story is, it was my first time when I accompanied my parents to a Rishta venture. She was sitting in the same room with our parents, I could imagine her anxiety, although my head was down and I was trying hard not to be a final year guy sitting at Zero Point.
There were some awkward jokes, so much fear of being judged that even blushing failed to reduce the suffocation one could feel there. For the first time, I experienced this agony and I realized how difficult it would have been for a girl. Guests coming, judging you in a single sitting, making opinions and giving verdict is no less cruel than burying them alive.
Day ended and I bought lots of green jelly just to squish it through my teeth to see if I’m still the same guy. Don’t know how she would have coped with the trauma!!! A system in which you can’t jump for Kababs or squish green jelly through your incisors or simply a system in which you can’t be yourself is a flawed system!!!!