Me: Doctor said, I have to go through the wisdom tooth extraction or it may result in cutting down my cheek few years later, which may leave a scar.
Vivek: So when is the operation?
Me: Are you mad? For the life of me, I can’t imagine getting injected in my mouth and getting my tooth extracted. NO WAY! I may just prefer to die.
Vivek: You are mad. You are making a big deal out of it.
Me: Oh yes! Doctor. It’s a big deal for me. When I was 8 years old, I had run away from a clinic when doctor was preparing injection for me. I may just run away this time too. Give me any kind of mental pain. But I can’t bear physical pains.
Vivek: You are talking like a kid. Let me handle you like one. I will buy you WHATEVR you want if you undergo this operation.
Me: Whatever, are you sure?
Vivek: Yes, whatever. Say it.
Me: Okay, I want an AMAZING pair of shoes.
Vivek: Ha ha. I know what you want. Louis Vuitton it is. Just get the damn operation done.
Me: 
gone are the days when candies did the trick