Just me and nothing else but.

Pampered

The day before, my cousin sister visited and we had a discussion on why I was loved. She attributed all of the love I received to the fact that I was a male child in an Indian family. Though it could have been partly true, she completely disregarded the fact that I am a good person. I have never been vicious or mean-spirited. I have never felt entitled to anything that wasn’t mine. Not even love.