You And I Both Lead Shitty Exhausting Lives With Our Shitty Parents, Half Hearted Friends, Forgettable

You and I both lead shitty exhausting lives with our shitty parents, half hearted friends, forgettable acquaintances and stranges we trust a little too easily.

We confide in each other often, try to help out the best we can because we can't leave this shitty life yet.not yet. We're students after all invisible shackles clamped tightly around our ankles.

It's been a long rough day again, you and i sit quietly in my room but today's been especially rough for you. You look like you might cry any second. I want to say something anything but words dissolve in my mouth even if i knew what to say I'm not sure it would be right to speak now.

After a long minute of just watching you I randomly ask

"sapn- seedi khelegi" ( will you play snake and ladder board game? )

You finally look at me with that wtf face

If I'm right just for fleeting second that question takes your sadness just for a second..

You nod reluctantly

"jaa le aa, aur kya hi baaki hai" (go get it what else is left anyway)

I scoff, climb up and pull it from crusty rusty shelf

The game looks like an artifact honestly

You ask "kitna saadiyo purana hai bhai" (how many centuries old is this thing)

"pata nhi par terese kaam hi hoga" (idk younger than you at least)

We sit cross legged on the floor and begin

At first you seem to be winning with a landslide dodging snakes with sudden divine luck (at this point I don't care how sad you are I just wanna win i start rolling the dice harder to get chance at some offense ufff) we laugh throughout seems like a time out from reality

I start slowly catching up my luck shines through when I get the long ass snake. Finally I reached square 95 just a few steps from victory. I roll a 6 again which would crown me a winner.

Instead i pause and hand you the dice

"chal be mere level aa ek sath jeetenge" (come to level lets win this together)

You freeze and your lips tremble and you start crying it's like a waterfall from both of your eyes

I regret immediately I had almost distracted you now (i can't go one minute without being corny huh fuck-) the storm I managed to pull you away from is back again. Fuck I don't know what to do I pat you shoulder staring helplessly, my eyes start to sting and become red before you know it ( don't cry don't cry don't cry no WEAKNESS-) i start to bawl too ( not a peep about this.)

Maybe that's okay crying is winning too sometimes after roone se dil ka mail nikal jaata hai .

After we calm down a little bit

"bahut senti hai tu yaaarr" i say while sniffing ( you're too sentimental dudee)

"kaun bol Raha dekho" ( look who's is talking)