'Nothing like beer on a full moon night' thought Fred as he gazed down the length of the park he was sitting in and then down at the bottle of Carlsberg he was holding. The beer was getting warmer but he had had his share of booze for the night. His friend Charles was sitting right beside lost in thought.
"So, how are things with Marie?" slurred Fred. Charles gave him a dazed look and nodded. Fred took another swig of the beer and asked, "You OK dude? You seem worried." Charles was staring at the ground. He was not at all OK. Not even close.
"I don't think I love her that much dude" The alcohol seemed to just evaporate from Fred's system. "What??"
"Yea this just doesn't feel the way it should." And that marked the way for what was going to be the longest and most painful conversation ever.
Fred had known Charles for quite some time now. He had seen Charles come out of his last relationship as a shattered soul. But Marie was different. After a long long time, Charles was happy. But this news was absolutely a shocker. Fred just sat quietly and listened as Charles explained. He needed more booze.
Being a friend can sometimes be a hard job. And in that situation, Fred gave him the only advice that seemed reasonable, Charles had to break up with Marie.
Fred had known Marie for a relatively short duration of time. But they were pretty close too. She had been there for him when he had needed her and he respected her for that. But Marie was not aware of this new development. So Fred did what any other friend would have done. He tried hard to instill some faith and hope in her. Succeeded at it too. Deep down Fred hoped that things would work out between the two of them.
Luck was the bad guy here. Charles, in a desperate attempt to push Marie away told her the truth. Marie was shattered. She did really love him a lot. Fred tried talking to her but failed. Everything was going wrong.
Finally Fred managed to get Marie to talk to him. Being the friend to both of them he tried to explain the situation to Marie. But of course Marie was hurt. Fred took the lashing. In her fit of rage, she lashed out at the one person in front of her, Fred. He heard all with a smile. He felt for her, he knew she was hurt, he didn't say anything. Fred caught up with Charles eventually, told him what had happened, probably expecting some comfort. Sadly it just wasn't his day. Charles simply walked away from him.
What did he do wrong? Fred had just tried to be the guy who wanted things to end well. And now he was sitting all alone, after loosing two of his closest friends in 1 day. He watched the smoke from the lit cigarette in his hand rise slowly into the air and vanish. What had he done wrong?
"So, how are things with Marie?" slurred Fred. Charles gave him a dazed look and nodded. Fred took another swig of the beer and asked, "You OK dude? You seem worried." Charles was staring at the ground. He was not at all OK. Not even close.
"I don't think I love her that much dude" The alcohol seemed to just evaporate from Fred's system. "What??"
"Yea this just doesn't feel the way it should." And that marked the way for what was going to be the longest and most painful conversation ever.
Fred had known Charles for quite some time now. He had seen Charles come out of his last relationship as a shattered soul. But Marie was different. After a long long time, Charles was happy. But this news was absolutely a shocker. Fred just sat quietly and listened as Charles explained. He needed more booze.
Being a friend can sometimes be a hard job. And in that situation, Fred gave him the only advice that seemed reasonable, Charles had to break up with Marie.
Fred had known Marie for a relatively short duration of time. But they were pretty close too. She had been there for him when he had needed her and he respected her for that. But Marie was not aware of this new development. So Fred did what any other friend would have done. He tried hard to instill some faith and hope in her. Succeeded at it too. Deep down Fred hoped that things would work out between the two of them.
Luck was the bad guy here. Charles, in a desperate attempt to push Marie away told her the truth. Marie was shattered. She did really love him a lot. Fred tried talking to her but failed. Everything was going wrong.
Finally Fred managed to get Marie to talk to him. Being the friend to both of them he tried to explain the situation to Marie. But of course Marie was hurt. Fred took the lashing. In her fit of rage, she lashed out at the one person in front of her, Fred. He heard all with a smile. He felt for her, he knew she was hurt, he didn't say anything. Fred caught up with Charles eventually, told him what had happened, probably expecting some comfort. Sadly it just wasn't his day. Charles simply walked away from him.
What did he do wrong? Fred had just tried to be the guy who wanted things to end well. And now he was sitting all alone, after loosing two of his closest friends in 1 day. He watched the smoke from the lit cigarette in his hand rise slowly into the air and vanish. What had he done wrong?
1 comments:
Fred is a good soul.
It takes a lot to put oneself out in the line of fire and bearing the wrath with a smile like you said. Fred was trying to do what a true friend would do in such a circumstance; stick to the truth, however painful it might be. True, it ought not to be so bitter in the end, but there are so many things we have no control over: global warming, increasing booze prices, fat "babes" in bikinis :)
Jokes apart, either Fred sits n sulks or he moves on accepting there's nothing more he can do at the moment than pray for something good to turn out of the mess after all.
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