When I was a kid, I would see my brother and his best friend together all the time. They would do every thing together, and my friends and I would joke about how they would get married one day and have obnoxious babies. Yes his best friend was a girl. No he’s not gay.
After being friends for 17 years, they started to date. They went out for like six months but that didn’t work out for them. They would argue all the time. My mom loves this chick so she would always force him to apologize. Anyway, after they broke up, they would still meet up and talk like friends. Bhai became a complete jerk after that. He slept with countless girls. We used to call him a playboy, because every week he’d have a new girl friend. Absolutely insane!
However, a couple of months ago, bhai found out that his best friend is getting engaged to this other dude. Believe it or not, Bhai proposed. She said yes!
He did the whole sit-on-one-knee thing. Her ring is just the cutest! It has three big diamonds, and then the rest of the round-running-strap-thing has small diamonds on it. Adorable!
… and now I believe in my happy endings. If all my brothers can marry their first love, so can I. Question is, have I been in love? Sigh. My brothers already knew who they were going to marry when they were my age, sigh. (Except the youngest I guess. He was too busy sleeping around.)





