Struggles of sharing the room.

Look at that room , beautiful isn't it. 

Every room has a story.

well, not just rooms , duh!!

Even I have a story. So listen up.

I love our room just that, i want my own room!!

It all started in 1999, i had to share my room since then :(

I screamed my lungs out when we were buying our house that

 "I need my own room" and they said "yeah totally!"

I thought i would finally get my own room and turns out 

I share my room with my sister.

Don't get me wrong, my sister, is an angel(in disguise)

most beautiful angel(female lucifer on loose)!

Our room is a complete mess filled with wrappers and shit all over the room! Even at night!!

At night.. because shister sleeps next to me!

We are lucky that we have a charger socket next to our bed.. wait she is lucky because I never get to connect mine !! she always, always manages to make her way over there first.

Let's not get into the pillow thing. I am that guy in the black in that gif. I've been living my whole life with this swag :

 "only once fasak". 

Never, i repeat never fight with me for a pillow. You will be haunted for life by me and also get killed in the dungeon.

okay getting back to the story, i always win the pillow fight ending up with scratches all over the body. Yes, i live with a cat named sister.

There are times when I end sleeping without a blanket , i wake up with one.

when I study at nights with all my books scattered, i find a hot coffee cup on the table.

Those nights where we binge watch, and our laughter sounds like pig's snort..(lol) is worth all the shit i go through on daily basis.

My sister's a good cook and i make the best maggi in my family. 

hamara toh sorted hai.

But

people who have their own room..listen up , you lucky hell going people..

you lived in isolation your whole life, lol.