Frankly, my dear, i don’t give a damn

Frankly My Dear, I don’t give a damn – Rhett Butler (Gone with the wind)

The prompt: Image

Take a quote from your favorite movie — there’s the title of your post. Now, write!

So am I  in a bad mood? No, not really.

But I have seen a trend among my so called “friend – circle”. People taking each other for a ride. Or people remembering others only when they need help.

My mom says that we should help others, it is the right thing to do. But isn’t it a tad annoying when someone gets all chummy when they need a favour and then once its done, forget that you exist?

Oh yes. I have a friend who I have known since a kid. We used to play together. I had always been very fond of her. She was a sweet kid. Till she grew up. She became the kind of girl I despise. Self – obsessed, boy – crazy, always wanting to be with the ‘in’ crowd and did I mention, slutty?

She said, “I look up to you!” a couple of years ago. I was flattered. Till I realized that the “looking – up” pertained only to things like sharing tips on how to crack entrance exams, interviews, internships etc. She called me up recently. She said she was moving to my city. And as I expected – she wanted some help.

“Do you know anyone who is looking for a room – mate? Can I stay with you for a few days if I can’t find someone?”

My response: No. The true answer? I do, but I would not subject a friend of mine to your company. Not even an enemy.

“Will you hang out with me on the weekend?”

My response: Sure, I work on weekends as well but will let you know! The truth: I am free on weekends, partying and chilling but you do not deserve to hang out with me!

Do I sound mean? Maybe I do. But she is someone who has never called me unless she needs some help. We never met in college – though she stayed just 5 minutes away as she “never had enough time”.

I’m sorry, I can’t be nice to everyone. Because frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.



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