I have grown up in a family where faking is hereditary. I mean my mother and my sister are pros at it and they are making their money out of it. Even if they don't like someone, you have to show that they are your BFFs. Why? "paapi peth" demands it. Growing up with glamorous family members does not do much to your ego when you are 15 yrs old and almost 210 lbs. But when you are NOT 210 lbs and studying in United States then glamorous friends of glamorous family members want to talk to you. Why? I have NO freaking Idea.
I hate local "celebrities". I mean they are my mom and sister's clientèle but that does not make ME like THEM. They don't talk sense and No, i do not want to talk about how tacky someone dressed in some tacky bengali film premiere. For heaven's sake tacky IS the fashion in Bengali movies. You can't actually blame them. Whatever.
How do i escape? Feign a fever. Actually i did not feign it. The party brought my fever back. Thank God. I decided to leave and my mom agreed because she was tired as the party was her second "celeb" party for the evening. pbbt!!!
But i grabbed a plate of food before i fled to save my sanity. On the ride back home? My mom and sister on the phone. Celeb-gossip.
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