Daybreak…

He suddenly wakes up from his dream. The dream’s slowly fading away, he wants to desperately remember it.. but it is faint, and is tethered onto his mind’s eye.. rapidly and surely disappearing.. as reality goes knock, knock surging him onto a two-way blurring veil between the real and the surreal. He prefers to forget it and whoosh gone it is, with the wind. Did he drink last night? He ponders as he gets up his bed….

“Hey” says Bobby. They weren’t the best of buddies, but do get along well.
“Man, let’s have a cuppa tea”, says Venkat.
“Screw you, I need some beer”
“Screw you back #@$%… I need beer with whisky, in a real good mood today y’know.. round up our guys and let’s do it”
“Hahaha, that’s more like it!”

The day has been a blur and its almost midnight. And what a day- a fight had ensued between the landlord and him, he beat the daylights out of bobby and threw him outta the house, his (to be) girlfriend okayed a date and his best friend smoked his first cigarette.

And he remembers almost everything and goes to bed…
…….
…….
He suddenly wakes up from his dream….

“Hey” says Bobby. They weren’t the best of buddies, but do get along well.

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3 Responses to “Daybreak…”

  1. LOL! Frigging psyched up mofo. Tis good. Aah to be Bobby, Venkat or anybody.

  2. a “fictional” friend man 😀 n thats one heck of a blog name ya got!

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