It was the latest talk in town, the crocodile park. It was recently opened and as college going youngsters, we had to go there. So went there on the first day with our gang.
Ours was a gang of 6 people, all male. We had a strict no female policy in the group. The truth was none of us was social enough or was patient enough to go talk and befriend girls. We, somehow thought that if we are cool, then the girls would come and talk to us.
And it so happens with a gang like us, that if one of us talks with a girl, the rest of the 5 members would gang up against that one person and make his life, hell. On top of it, they would call the boy’s name whenever the girl crosses. Which girl would voluntarily get embarrassed? So she would stop talking.
So, five members’ strong will power and jealousy to keep that one person off a girl would eventually win over that one person’s will to befriend a girl and probably go ahead with a relationship. Continue reading