This is a story about my friend Ashar. Read it in his words,"I always had competition. Mostly with my older brother, Hassan. It all started when I was 17 years old and my brother Hassan was 22. It was at this time that my father had already begun to choose whom to hand his multinational business to when the time comes. I had all As in my O'levels while my brother used to fail in exams quite often. But he had an unfair advantage, he could vape.
We were all amazed by Hassan's vaping skills. He would entertain all the guests and dad's business partners when they came over to visit by making vape rings. All the attention and love that it got him made me feel inferior as it naturally would since vaping is a dignified art. An art I however was terrible at. But desperation seeped into my mind since I wanted the attention too. So I started to vape in front of guests but they always left when I did that as my skills were worse than Samin Al Sabah's. Didn't think that was possible. The business partners complained to my father and said they only want to be entertained by Hassan in the future. So that was that. My father lost all love he had for me. My mother told me to stop calling her "Ma". I guess I don't blame them, after all who can love a man that cannot vape?"