2022 - The Origin of Scene Bol (Part 3)

 Well, well, well! Now that I'm in Hyderabad and have a lot of free time on my hands, of course I would like to make some people cry again. And what better way than to continue this shit show. So, buckle up because now I do not have any incentive to stop writing. Now, where were we last time?

After the grand feast from the Lady of the Air Kingdom, our beloved crackhead two was grateful for the free food while getting ready to go home when he heard that the others did not want to go home yet and wanted to roam around. He was confused by the proposition and thought that these days for kids, maybe 3pm is the new 9pm. However, he could not protest this because he was new to this group, and he had the chronical illness of not being able to talk to new people. 

On they went towards the grounds of PF... not to play football but to keep their 2 wheeled wagons. A four wheeled wagon is better suited for the new 9pm it seemed, you know, because of the scorching heat. Now, there were 8 people and only one four wheeled wagon so someone had to make sacrifices. Since the wagon belonged to me crackhead number 2 and crackhead 1 could not sit on 2 wheeled wagons yet, it was decided that the maidens would sit with the crackheads and the non-maidens would have to brave sooraj chacha.

After we started our voyage, the maiden of the PF lands wanted to eat something sweet even though just had a grand feast not even quarter of an hour ago. It seemed to crackhead 2 that this maiden's cravings came to be after looking at crackhead 1 but that is the story for another time. Anyway, stopping the wagon after the maiden started acting like a royal pain in the castle, we were made to eat something from faraway lands. The meal looked like a 2-minute maggi but tasted like a 2-minute garbage. Okay, that was an exaggeration but crackhead 2 had better desserts in the past. Not sure if crackhead 1 liked the dessert but he acted like it maybe because he wanted a different type of dessert afterwards but that is none of my business.

After the group finally left the place, crackhead 2 asked for the next stop in their destination and the place they mentioned was one he had never been to before. The place was described to be a paradox, hill and lake at the same time and maybe both at once. Baffled by the description, crackhead 2 went on to the place only to realize that there was a hill and a lake next to each other. Fuck you man!

Before I go further into the story, I would also like to honorably mention the person who was talked about in the wagon and acted as a comic relief even though he was not with us. That person is the famous Frank from my previous blogs. I could link them here, but I believe BB tower would kick me out of this blog channel if I did that.

Moving on, after we reached this paradoxical place, the group divided into sub parts: Crackhead 1 had a vested interest in PF maiden, the Lady of the Air Kingdom was glued to the Hunter of Sonaria, and the warlord of the Syndicate and the warlord of Sakshia were in deep talks with the Lady of Bon Somme. Obviously, Crackhead 2 being the repulsive asshole, was roaming around filming the scenery by himself. Well... he acted like he was recording the scenery when in reality he was eavesdropping into the other conversations which was like a superpower for him. He got to know some stuff about some stuff but let's move on and not waste anyone's time with juicy gossip. Actually, I'm kidding. If I remembered the conversations there, they would never be left out from here.

After the ooh-ings and the aah-ings at the scenery mother nature had provided, they decided that it was time to go back to their respective kingdoms but as usual, the obvious person was hungry again. This meant that our heroes had to find food in the far lands of Telcoa and they called upon the lord in their palms to find some food for them. Luckily, there was something nearby and when crackhead 2 wanted to start the journey, something peculiar happened.

The maidens were making a rukus in the back seats where they were not allowing the Lady of Air Kingdom to sit in the wagon. They wanted her to accompany the Hunter in his wagon instead of the one they were sitting in. Thoughts started pouring into Crackhead 2's mind at a kilometer a minute. Were they already betrothed to each other or was it the ramblings of some mad women? The looks at their eyes confirmed Crackhead 2's suspicion and he started the chant as well to make her sit with him on his wagon. However, they might not have been as daredevil-y as they might have thought themselves to be because the Lady of Air sat back with us, albeit with a frown on her face. Having said that, since Crackhead 2 has never been in a relationship of his own, he should not comment on what others have.

The feast in Telcoa was not as grand as the one back in the day and after some time Crackhead 2 called it a day. 

He went back home thinking that this was a nice group of people. However, he also knew that this day was a mistake for him since he was not intended to be the recipient of the feast. He knew in his heart that he would never meet this group of people ever again and he was okay with it.

Lol! Meet you in the next blog.