There was a girl Aranya Sharma who was in the same class as I was, we didn’t know each other for the first what, like 4 months as both of us were se...ious students. But one of her friend Riddhima had a crush on me so they began to sit in front of me when we actually got introduced for the first time.Obviously I became more interested in aranya as she was just the perfect match for me. She had medium height and whitish complexion her skin was super smooth and supple and omg her lips were like the. .. in certain aspects.” Russ said and held up his hand to stop me from saying anything. “And if you are as open minded as you claim, I could use a little help with something else.” It took me a moment to figure it out, because it wasn’t something I; or likely anyone would have thought he would ask another guy about. I managed to mutter “Well, I am bisexual. Had sex with three different guys… You don’t strike me as anything but arrow straight.” “My wife was rather adventurous throughout her. . ... if you can imagine it.God!It was something only God could pull off.But ... why?Why here ... why now?I’ve always believed. Always ... until I began to wonder if the atheists might be right and it all ends when we die.Life can’t be that cold and final, can it? Some nights I’d lie in bed and worry about what would be coming after I stopped breathing. Would it hurt? Would I be afraid? Would I see loved ones? My mother and father? Grandma?These doubts have haunted me for years, and now it. I don’t remember. * * * I woke up the next day. In a hospital bed. My head was wrapped enough to make Aladdin proud. A dull ache sounded through the million layers of gauze, but otherwise I felt fine. No worries from the previous night. Just a little bewilderment, confusion. It was all like a forgotten dream, or like reading a chapter of a novel just before falling asleep, and struggling to remember the action the next morning. I didn’t notice it at first, but my room was totally empty. No.