Friday the 13th November was quite a havoc night. It was JS's birthday and we were supposed to be celebrating it. The plan was to meet at Wala Holland Village. However that place screws, so we have to switch to another venue. They had chosen Villa Bali, the place where most people lost their heads shortly afterwards..
There was a light but insignificant drizzle. We arrived and many started ordering expensive boozes. All hard liquor. If I am honest, that was not what i had in mind. i thought they were just going to order some beer and light snacks but i was wrong. Anyway I am rather tight on cash, so I decided to forgo the luxury of splurging on liquid that were pointless, overpriced and awful. Immediately after the booze arrived, they got straight into the business of terrorizing JS, the birthday boy. They got him to drink at first, followed by waxing him and tearing off his chest hair and some other areas. After that was bottoms up in many rounds.
Soon, delirium filled many who drank. Things started to get obvious…
They say when I person is half sober, they are more transparent. Their theory can be verified yesterday. There were many scenes. Some where really unexpected. That was where I saw the blemishes within. JS’s limelight diminished. The rest of the night was about individuality. That brought about some questions; were they here to truly just to celebrate the birthday or were there other things on their mind.
Apart from those who drank, the sober ones did some things unexpected as well. Which made it even more appalling. However for someone who is long dishearten in humanity, all these are redundant and unimportant. The perdure though is fuzzy and profound to elucidate.
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