1: THE EPIC
V: I wasn't always this philosophical.
There was a time when my life was truly wonderful. Everyone around me treated me like the queen.
All were at my service; they used to do everything for me.
They even talked to me without expecting a single reply.
They made me laugh and consoled me when I was sad and crying.
Someone cooked for me, fed me and put me to bed.
And all of these events happened without even a drop of stress for me.
I had nothing to deal with.
Feels like pure peace, right?
Yeah.
That peaceful life?
That's when I was a baby.
Unfortunately, I didn't even realise how peaceful it was…
because my brain wasn't "braining" at that age.
Epic.
Later on, as the numbers started to increase, problems also started to increase.
But somehow, problems were never equal to age.
See… first and foremost, life's biggest inequality:
Problems will always be double or triple your age.
I mean… why?
And please don't tell me,
"That's life!"
So what now?
Is life full of problems? Or is life itself the problem?
I really don't know.
This is the second million-dollar question.
at least for me.
OMG, I am not this philosophical,
I mean, I don't want to be one.
I dream of keeping my life simple, without chaos.
Oh God… this is such nonsense.
Fine.
I know there's no use bringing God into everything.
Haha, now my brain is generating a whole new set of questions.
Does God also have problems?
Of course, humans.
Do they also deal with chaos?
Again, yes. Humans.
Even God's biggest problem is…
us.
And all the chaos?
Also us...
Anyway, I really have to appreciate God for having the courage to take the job of being God.
I mean, a single person can't even handle their own problems; there's no way they could listen to everyone else's.
But God?
God listens to all the problems, chaos, curses, happiness, everything, whole and sole.
Never complains back. Never reacts. No hope. No drama.
Even hearing all this itself feels like a curse God gave to Himself…
a self-introduced problem
I literally feel sorry for God.
Problems that get created on their own are one thing…
But creating your own problem by choice
That's something else.
And isn't that the strangest, cutest thing that could ever happen to a god?
Wow… That was so easy to convince you all that even problems can be "cuties", haha.
You read all that and agreed with me.
and didn't even complain
or didn't even question how problems can be cute.
See? That's how easily we accept things.
Guess I'm not the only one who overthinks but still believes nonsense sometimes.
2: THE PART WHERE I STOP V'S PHILOSOPHY
S (God): Let's just not talk about life, questioning reality, and all that deep philosophy.
V, stop being serious.
I know this is not you talking.
Since when did you become this serious?
See, while you're out here analysing life,
I'm fighting my own important battles, like:
"Should I sleep again, or should I pretend to be productive today?"
Life is tough.
People say,
"Chase your dreams!"
But honestly, my dreams run faster than me.
By the time I wake up, they've already escaped.
Anyway, enough about God, problems, and whatever your brain was doing.
Let's talk about something real.
"Us."
I don't know about life, destiny, or all the things you were overthinking…
But I do know one thing:
Some friendships just happen.
like accidents.
Unexpected, funny, a little chaotic… but somehow perfect.
S shouts,
You (V) overthink,
And I… simply exist.
And how did we even end up together?
The answer is:
I don't know.
Together, we function like slightly broken Wi-Fi.
slow, unstable, but somehow still connected.
And honestly?
I wouldn't trade this mess for anything.
Life may confuse me,
But you two definitely entertain me.
I still remember the day we met.
I can't even explain how I felt about you guys.
V, you had that "don't give me a damn, just get lost" kind of look.
And S… she was very rude on the first day.
And you know what?
I don't think I'm the only one who has felt that way about people.
Everyone in this world meets someone who seems annoying or rude on the first day…
And then, somehow, a little later, they end up becoming friends
So thankful!!
It wasn't just me.
See?
We have so many real things to talk about…
not just being babies, life struggles, and philosophical confusion.
Unstoppable V
V: Hm, nice joke, S.
But first, you stop pretending like you don't have problems. I know you too well.
From where I'm standing, we all feel like you are the biggest problem around us.
So don't talk like you're such a cool, peaceful person,
As far as I'm concerned, you're the most annoying one here.
And enough about God?… Look who's talking,
the same person who once declared herself to be God.
Hilarious.
Anyway, I'm also in no mood to drag these philosophical thoughts anymore.
Regarding the first day, honestly speaking, I don't even remember any of those moments.
Who keeps such a dark moment in their memory anyway? Additionally, I already have enough challenges in life; I can't afford to keep remembering such a disaster.
But yeah… fine.
We're all a mess in different fonts.
You're chaos, I'm confusion, and S is an emotional hurricane.
Perfect combo.
I agree with you on one thing, though,
our friendship is weird, accidental, chaotic…
But somehow still the most stable disaster I've ever had.
Also, don't get it twisted,
I fight because I care.
If I didn't, I'd just ignore it like the rest of the world.
Life is confusing.
Friendship is confronting.
But this mess?
This one I'll keep
Anyway, congratulations to us.
Unstable minds, one friendship contract, zero life manual.
We're doomed… But at least we're doomed together.
3: THE STORM THAT FINALLY SPEAKS
S (storm): Shut up, idiots.
Now it's my turn.
So let me start properly.
Yeah, I was loud and rude on the first day.
Maybe I even showed attitude,
But that's exactly how I am with people I don't know.
Some people talk gently to strangers…
But me?
I talk to strangers with attitude.
It's my default setting.
But once we started being together,
You two saw a completely different version of me,
soft, not harsh…
sweet, not serious…
calm, not explosive.
You should honestly feel lucky
because that version of me is only for the people I get comfortable with.
The version that cares too much.
The version that expects too much.
The version that gets hurt when people don't behave the way they should.
The version that cries over small things but pretends she's made of stone.
Yeah.
That's me.
Scary, isn't it?
And here's the funniest part,
Even the soft version of me can instantly turn into a demon
When someone disobeys me
or relocates my things.
I burst out like a volcano…
But the moment someone bursts back and I feel disrespected?
I cry.
That's my toxic talent.
I keep most things in my mind.
I don't open up easily.
I don't tell people what's hurting me.
I just handle everything alone.
Strong? Yes.
Stable? No.
Sensitive? More than I'll ever admit.
But now that we're talking about "us"…
Let me confess something.
I hate you, idiots.
Genuinely.
From the bottom of my irritated heart.
You annoy me, tease me, and act like clowns for no reason.
But also…
I don't know how to NOT love you.
Because somehow, you became my happy place.
We're three completely different personalities,
a storm, a devil, and a so-called god,
Yet together, we're like a badly constructed equation
That still solves itself.
I didn't expect this friendship to last.
Honestly, I didn't expect myself to stay.
Because I know I'm hard to handle,
and people usually find it easier to leave than stay.
But you two weirdos stayed.
Even after seeing all my versions,
the storms, the tsunamis,
The firecracker bursts straight at your faces.
We still argue.
We still create chaos.
But the most important thing is,
We're still connected.
Sometimes I feel like my life is the worst.
Like, I'm the most miserable person alive.
But then I remind myself:
Life isn't the worst.
It's just a mystery no one can decode,
not even God.
(Sorry V, not even your "cutie problem" logic helps here.)
And these two?
Ugh.
I don't like them... But how can I not like them?
They're the peace in my chaos
and the chaos in my peace.
They piss me off and calm me down at the same time.
They make me angry, then make me laugh a second later.
They stress me out. And they're the same people I dump all my stress on.
They're my stressbusters.
My safe place.
My happy place.
Mainly because teasing them gives me unlimited joy.
And yes,
I am the most annoying one among us.
And somehow also the sweetest.
Don't ask me how that works.
Myth. Legend. Disaster.
All three.
But stepping away from all the jokes
Life genuinely felt better when we were together.
Meeting every day.
Laughing every day.
Fighting every day.
Healing every day.
Nothing was perfect,
Yet everything felt right.
We were, and still are,
a perfectly unstable trio.
And even if life changes,
even if everything shifts,
one thing won't:
This friendship wasn't planned…
But it became the one thing I never want to lose.
So yes, I am a storm.
But around these two?
I finally feel like rain.