EviL Twin

Meet Kipp.

Imagine the time when you wished you had a twin and had all that fun. How you thought of all the pranks you would play on people by switching identities. How you would give 'mischief' a whole new meaning. How you would go out with your twin's partner, and then scare them by revealing your trueself later. Unfortunately, I don't remember making any such wish in my childhood, probably because I was never placed in a situation where I didn't have a twin.

Coincidentally, the worst moment of my life is exactly the minute when Kipp came along about 60 minutes before I was born. Well, that doesn't exactly count as a moment of 'my' life, since I was not born as yet. But anyway, you probably would have guessed by now who and what, I am referring to! Like I said, Meet my evil twin, Kipp. There are some incidents that stand out in my mind like a red feather, but the ones that I am goin' to talk about are a little about Kim and then some about Elixa.

Kipp and I are practically the same person as far as physical appearances go. Thank goodness for the differences that exist inside that body, inside that head to be more specific. The differences are not enough to throw off a stranger, but good enough for our mom to make out who's who. I was never sure whether that was a good thing, but I was sure that it was a bad thing when Kim couldn't make out whether it was Kipp's tongue or mine.

Kipp's simple explanation to that was quite simple. "Didn't you break up with her anyway, bro!?" Is it a crime to pose as your brother and make out with his ex-girlfriend just before she left town. So Kim ended up making out twice with Brad before she left town. How did I get to know about this little rendezvous? Kipp told me. The brothers share the common trait of brutal honesty if confronted. Kim called up that morning before she left and said, "Goodbye Brad. I feel bad that I've to leave town and leave you here. I wish I didn't have to. I hope to meet you sometime. Last night was wonderful, I'll cherish it for a long time to come." What the fuck!?

"What the heck, man!? That is so not cool.", I screamed, "Kim said she 'came' for a 'long' time." Kipp reciprocated with a platitude, "Chill budd. Nothing happened. You were just kissing her goodbye." I had broken up with Kim about 4 months back.

"I am over Kim, dude. She and I talked about this, and decided that separating was the best thing, as we were goin' to different universities." Kipp disagreed. That was high school. We went to the same university, to major with the almost same degree, and to kill my peace of mind.

Sometimes, I ask myself, whether Kipp ever thought that I was a pain in his neck. I wouldn't obviously go kissing his girlfriends, but maybe I could study more, and give one of his papers, and make him the topper of his class. Yeah, that would probably be the best way to get back at him. Yeah right! Like that was goin' to work. God, How could I be so pathetic!?

Things were goin' pretty smooth for the 2 of us. Kipp was doin' whatever that he was doin' and I was doin' pretty much my stuff. After Kim, the next girl I got attracted to, was Elixa. Elixa looked like an intellectual type, the one who would discuss rocket science before having sex. Totally my type. I happened to discuss this with Kipp over coffee in the foyer.

"So what's the problem?" quipped my 2-horned brother blowing the disgusting smoke my way.

"Err...I am not sure whether she likes me, man!", I sipped my coffee, observing Kipp drag on his cigarette.

The conversation ended after discussing who would call mom and when, and who was to send flowers to Aunt Katie etc. Kipp paid the bill and moved off, leaving me with 'Ulyssess' that I was studying that month.

The next morning, Kipp barges into my room, and pulls the blanket, exposing me in my pyjamas, "Dude, you got a breakfast date with Elixa. Hurry, you are to meet up with her at the State Fountain Bakery. Now."

"WHAT!? What the fuck, dude!", I glared through my sleepy eyes, jumping out the wrong side of my bed.

"I just called Elixa for some notes. She'll be expecting Brad to receive some notes at the bakery. Pronto.", Kipp said matter-of-factly plomping onto my undone bed, "Don't be late."

What the fuck. What notes. "What notes?", I screamed from under the shower.

"You are researching how computer science can help architects make the world a better place to live. You are writing a paper on that.", Kipp blabbered, "You could talk to Elixa about that. She could give you some notes, and then you could play them on her lovely body. He he heh."

Kipp would never understand my feelings. I was seriously attracted to this girl, and lust was not on my mind as far this girl was concerned. To think of it, lust was not on my mind at all. That reminds me, my frivolous brother was a glib talker, a smoothie, a verbal flirt, but never did he sleep around, to the best of my knowledge. Strange, I always thought. Hmmm.

The breakfast date went on to many dates to her being my girlfriend, my live-in partner, and then a difficult break-up. Kipp was with me through all of that. Wicked that he was, after the break-up he fixed me with a job in Paris. He joined me a little while later. Ronnie was introduced to me by Kipp, and so was Zara, Winona, Preitre, and Yvonne.

Kipp probably fucked up a lot of things for me, but also helped me in a numerous ways. The worst moment of my life also happens to be my best moment, I guess. A conundrum in it's simplest form.