"Take your documents" Sid said, lighting his Gold Flake.
At first we thought he was joking. He was always a joker, we had a nervous laugh and returned to our serious discussion.
"I'm serious, you fuckers. Take your documents- study certificates, marks cards, passports, bank passbooks, fucking birth certificate if you can get your hands on it. Take it all" He said again. The joke was getting real old, considering what we were talking about.
"Enough with the jokes man, Sid" Prakash intervened. "This is not one of your..."
"Shut up Sid" I pitched in. "Come on man. This is not the time."
"Look man," Sid leaned in and looked at Prakash square in the eyes. "You are running away with your girlfriend. You have no fucking idea if you parents will accept you both..."
"Well they will accept me. They have to! I am their only s..."
"Yeah. Yeah... let me finish you faggy. IF they don't accept you..."
"They WILL accept us. It might take some time. We'll come back with a kid..."
"This faggot!" Sid looked at me. "He doesn't know when to shut up does he?" Sid shook his head and took a long drag on his cigarette.
You couldn't blame Prakash for acting that way. He was jittery. Anyone would be when under that kind of pressure.
"Look here, asshole" Sid said, "You are running away a week before you're about to get married. Pretty sure it'll take more than just a kid to pacify your parents after you've betrayed them."
"I am not betraying them" You could see Prakash being torn between his love for his parents and his girlfriend. His eyes filled up, and he turned away, wiping his tears.
"Of course you did, ya cunt. Your piss poor face couldn't muster up enough courage to tell your parents about your girlfriend..."
"We had had a break up..."
"And now she wants you all of a sudden?"
Prakash looked crestfallen. The tears filled up again.
"Look, dude, you both will have to live on your own in a different city. You'll have to get a new job. She should find a job too."
"She doesn't have to work. I'll take care of her" Prakash beamed.
Sid sighed.
"Fine, whatever. The point is you have to start over. Whatever money you have saved will run out sooner than you expect. So you'll have to find a job; as soon as possible. Let me dumb it down some more so even your monkey brain can understand. If you take your certificates, you can find a good job, and earn a living. Ok?"
"Ok" Prakash replied meekly.
That was the last time Sid voiced his opinions that night. So me and Prakash continued to plot in grave detail about his running away plans with his girlfriend. We parted our ways as the night grew colder.
A week later, Prakash married his fiance of 5 months. That fag didn't have enough balls to go through with our plan. Fucking fag.
At first we thought he was joking. He was always a joker, we had a nervous laugh and returned to our serious discussion.
"I'm serious, you fuckers. Take your documents- study certificates, marks cards, passports, bank passbooks, fucking birth certificate if you can get your hands on it. Take it all" He said again. The joke was getting real old, considering what we were talking about.
"Enough with the jokes man, Sid" Prakash intervened. "This is not one of your..."
"Shut up Sid" I pitched in. "Come on man. This is not the time."
"Look man," Sid leaned in and looked at Prakash square in the eyes. "You are running away with your girlfriend. You have no fucking idea if you parents will accept you both..."
"Well they will accept me. They have to! I am their only s..."
"Yeah. Yeah... let me finish you faggy. IF they don't accept you..."
"They WILL accept us. It might take some time. We'll come back with a kid..."
"This faggot!" Sid looked at me. "He doesn't know when to shut up does he?" Sid shook his head and took a long drag on his cigarette.
You couldn't blame Prakash for acting that way. He was jittery. Anyone would be when under that kind of pressure.
"Look here, asshole" Sid said, "You are running away a week before you're about to get married. Pretty sure it'll take more than just a kid to pacify your parents after you've betrayed them."
"I am not betraying them" You could see Prakash being torn between his love for his parents and his girlfriend. His eyes filled up, and he turned away, wiping his tears.
"Of course you did, ya cunt. Your piss poor face couldn't muster up enough courage to tell your parents about your girlfriend..."
"We had had a break up..."
"And now she wants you all of a sudden?"
Prakash looked crestfallen. The tears filled up again.
"Look, dude, you both will have to live on your own in a different city. You'll have to get a new job. She should find a job too."
"She doesn't have to work. I'll take care of her" Prakash beamed.
Sid sighed.
"Fine, whatever. The point is you have to start over. Whatever money you have saved will run out sooner than you expect. So you'll have to find a job; as soon as possible. Let me dumb it down some more so even your monkey brain can understand. If you take your certificates, you can find a good job, and earn a living. Ok?"
"Ok" Prakash replied meekly.
That was the last time Sid voiced his opinions that night. So me and Prakash continued to plot in grave detail about his running away plans with his girlfriend. We parted our ways as the night grew colder.
A week later, Prakash married his fiance of 5 months. That fag didn't have enough balls to go through with our plan. Fucking fag.
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