Bad Apples And The Good Ones...
The other day, I was walking back from college. We, I and my friend, had reached the main road outside. On the way, we met 4 guys from my batch. Well, as anywhere, there will be bad apples and good apples in a basket of 'em. They were considered bad by most. I donno cos I have only heard of their 'baddisms' and am not really in close encounters with them. Except for them teasing me with something or other once a while- in a normal way- So, then, who am I to judge? And they were smoking. While I passed they kept calling me back. We kept walking. [My friend had to go buy her medicines so I just hung around a bit farther.] After sometime, I thought, WTH, I ll just go back and talk to them. I go talk to them and well, they behaved their 'normal' except for me taking the cigarette out from one of the ones-who-talked-to-me's mouth and told him "you ll smoke after we talk." And somehow, he was ok with it.. Some time later, I said my byes and started walking ...