(Sounds freaky to think 'bout)

Eleven Months it had been since the dream, annual exams in the school went decent, Hers too as she sat behind me, as her assistant it was my purpose to push her low to decent.

Everyday was a day of bathe, mom bathed me with the hose blast as I arrived drenched in mud. Everyday. Neeta grinned at me getting absolutely plummeted by water. Everyday.

It was embarrassing, but being corny and tainted in mud is better, than being dull and tainted in fine house dust.

                           ***

"Well, damn it's the day of the cake. Usually sucks more, but Sucks less to be me today"

HAGGGUUU!!

(I hate this name SO much)

[Flashback: A week ago: porch]

"Aye—HAGGU EVERYDAY YOU ARE PAINTED IN MUD—"

"Uhh..Mrs. Sahu, Beenli's name is haggu?"

"Oh its a nicknamez—he used to poop around a lot when he—"

Mom.

"Oh..OH MY BAD—"

                         ***

Its still a shame I could't prevent mom from saying that.

Maybe today would be a better day, just hoped there wasn't wax spelling "Haggu".

"Well mom has called once—she ain't gonna call again".

With that, I descended down the stairs as I expected what I always do, Neeta.

I thought papa would come back after that dream day but now it had been eleven months.

(Eleven months and four weeks to be kinda precise.)

A soothing thing he didn't come for such a long time if it was due to job things, his providing worths far more than the man he is.

As I was in the hall I saw Neeta, without any further ado I went with her outside.

(Lately all my days were very much spent outside)

Well today she made two braids which was unusual as her hair is always kept in place by hairbands, the braids weren't all sprawling to knees but her face paired good harmony with it.

"Aye Brunette, you never make braids, even in the school!"

"Yaaa soo? You look like you saw me naked"

"Wha—why the hell you just say anything?!"

Chuckles

"OhMyGod—you get so flustered at such things, its gold witnessin' that!"

(Hell man—she ALWAYS does this and gets a reaction!)

"Well baldy, put your shorts up already cuz we goin' in mud again!"

"I am already in shorts IN THIS GODDAMN COLD—"

"DON'T RUIN MY LINES"

"JEEZ—okay Miss Neeta midget"

"Fuck YOU HAGGU!"

"Hey!—Shuhh—don't say that out loud mom's gonna hear AND DON'T YOU DARE—CALL ME THAT!"

After some mildly inappropriate banter we finally went for the "journey" to mud.

                           ***

Almost reached the mud swamp, what remained were a few hundred steps, the walk was not nauseating as the winter dust was more comfortable to walk in than summer scorching.

"Well, damn me brunette the winter is sheer cruel—just because of you—"

Her head snapped back at me at her SLIGHTEST mention.

"Just WHAT because of me?!"

"That I am in frikin' shorts"

"If you didn't want to then WHY did you came HAGGU!"

"I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHIN' 'BOUT NOT COMING—AND DONT CALL ME THAT!"

"YOU ARE IMPLYING YOU DUMBFUCK!"

"WHY SO RUDE—YOU ON PERIODS AGAIN?"

Her eyes went dead stare at me as she stopped instantly.

"I actually am"

"...explains why you are standing and slouching simultaneously"

"UGHHH—I HATE YOU BEEENLI!!!"

"No you don't"

"yes I don't, forgive me for all the evil I have done to you so now PLEASE SHUT UP AND WALK"

...whenever its that time of the month, she trades her physical ferocity for emotional aggression, it was always fun poking her but I hoped it didn't drag her to edge because,I think...I do care about her.

                          ***

Only 30 steps far away were those bushes, swifting through them for months had caused them to lose some figure in the leafy waist.

During the walk a thing came to my mind, it was the fact that I forgot to meet mom, went straight to Neeta.

(She definitely doesn't know my birthday)

Internally It was popping in me that if she knew my birthday or not, the answer is very likely but still it popped and kept popping, it didn't skip a pop.

"Well—just don't Taint the brown mud to red okay?"

"Don't you at least care FOR ME beenli? Still irritating me YOU dumbass!!"

"Hey I DO BUT—"

"THEN SHOW IT—in the most slight AT LEAST"

...these days my internal thinking had seen a drop, I thought air had died up my mind from thinking, but it is just that, there are so many good things to do, than just keep thinking.

Things like this sound corny on paper, but these things are that fast! it felt my third eye dug out of my forehead, hope it doesn't get buried.

"Okay! But let's reach the place first brown-head!"

without any will to come up with anything at that moment she just noded and went along to walk the remaining steps.

                           ***

Finally back at the bushes like everyday, at this point i knew the leaf spread of these better than my own hall.

"okay, first thing is you ARE NOT gonna kick me down there"

"I don't have the energy to you bald-monkey"

"Owch. Anyways the second thing—"

"YOU don't make rules here boy I DO! There's no 'second' THING!"

"...well there really isn't..let's just slide in already"

We both sat down by the slope's edge and slowly began shifting downwards, usually we just slide but during that time, we just shift like this.

Finally we were in the mud, our feet sunk in there already.

"So what we gonna do today Neeta?"

"The four limb dance?"

[Flashback:2 weeks ago:mud pond]

"YOU HAVE TO SHIFT BETWEEN ALL FOUR LIMB DUMBASS!"

"OWCH—A ROCK STUNG MY HAND—"

"SHUT THE HELL UP AND DO IT ALREADY BEENLI THE 'WHINE SHINE'"

[Present day]

"Ehm—I don't think so, we did that already"

"Damn...mud fight then?"

"We did it the day before, AND YOU THREW ALL THE MUD IN MY MOUTH WHILE SAYING 'gobble it up bitch!!' YOU CRUEL GIRL—"

She threw her hands up in the air.

"OKAY—JEEZ—CHILL OUT...you know I have somethin' running on my mind"

"What is it?"

"I need to prepare it baldy go away on that solid patch!"

Maybe it was something precise and I will break her precision in preparation, so without any question I just follow what she commands me to.

...I sat on the solid patch of land with my head turned, just in case it could be more grand.

 In these eleven months her and me had grown some symbiotic bond, She gives me mud and I give her my side, I couldn't decide who was the host in this.

But now I knew, it was her, even though she might be the smaller "organism" but she was harboring me, despite everything she was a scintillating girl, yet she carried a hollow looser like me.

Yes, there's nothing I could deny 'bout it in here, even with all this blood and organs I am hollow. She was right, I am.

Sometimes I think, "why? Why do I let it be?" But then how input less I am to everything, that had to be.

I could never ever cry, no matter what will it be called, "edginess", "cringe", "wannabe"..."emo". I don't think crying was possible. 

Mom is good, papa is unknown, Neeta is now good too. There are more good people, but their goodness, it didn't live in me, it justs...it just slid on my skin then left as soon as I was alone..

"HEEYEYYY— BALDDYY COME ITS READYYY!!"