Freak'd OUT : Prologue

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STUPID SENTIMENTAL SHIT – Its how Alex defined it since he heard of this fancy little English word. And today’s diary page had the same heading. He just recalled something…. No … some things from the past and all those events flashed into his nerve cells – coagulating in pain anxiety, excitement, blushes and now…..a feeling of regret.

I found him looking into the mirror with mixed reactions – confused. What was he exactly searching now? It’s very unusual that the small 6” by 4” mirror found its owner an use after the cobwebs attacked it with fixed calculated sub-optimal mathematical game-theory equations.

I asked him, “What’s up handsome?”

And he replied – “Nice vibe"
A second later he continued - "I’m a stupid sentimental shit”

This answer was very much expected from somebody I lived with for the last 4 years. His search for identity – which he calls as his only reason to live took him to far off lands. All alone. All strange, like a new born child - everytime.