I stood there at the airport terminal all by myself like stupid while the paps kept clicking my pictures. Damn, jay. Be on time for once man. The security was having a hard time handling paps who somehow took too much interest in my personal. And just then I saw I car stop in from me at the picture and drop area.
I wanted to punch Jay first, but I didn't have the heart to as it was his wedding in a few days. He came running in my direction looking nothing more messy than an Indian groom in all traditional clothes. And here I looked like someone had just rolled out of bed. "Hey, bud." He cheered and then stopped in front of me, touching his earlobes in apology. I smacked his shoulder and hugged my bro.
"You look like you slept with a hanger in your mouth," I commented when he just couldn'
