â€œAre you sure you did it right?â€
â€œNo Saurav, I donâ€™t know how to pee on a stick,â€ said Shreya in an agitated voice.
â€œThen why is it taking so long? Letâ€™s check it again.â€
â€œItâ€™s positive!â€ Shreya exclaimed.
â€œIâ€™ll talk to our Doctor tomorrow. Letâ€™s hope itâ€™s a Boy this time or else I will have pay for third abortion. My Parents should have asked yours to take care of all abortions in addition to your first delivery while doing dowry negotiations. Stupid People!â€
â€œShe is our target, We can boost this heifer easily. With those blue eyes and healthy skin, she will fetch us good price.â€
â€œBut, this is very risky business nowadays. Killing a cow is punishable with death penalty plus there is always danger of getting lynched by fanatic mob.â€
â€œWho said anything about the cow? Do I look fool to offend gods? I am talking about the Girl.â€
â€œThen itâ€™s OK, I thought you lost it there for a while.â€
It was 2.30 pm and Aniket was wandering the streets with his Bio-Data in his hand. His first interview was a disaster and had another one lined up late in the afternoon. He checked his pockets, â€œGosh, just 5 Rupees. Canâ€™t even have a Vada Pav with this.â€ He stopped at tea vendor and ordered a cutting tea instead.
â€œHere you go.â€ Said the vendor. â€œThatâ€™s 6 Rupees a cup from today.â€
â€œKeep it there. Let me buy a water bottle from next shop and come back.â€ Said Aniket and left the stall in haste.
Janardan was smoking his first cigarette of the day. He was longing to light another one but that would have finished half of his daily cigarette quota. Suddenly, he noticed Kishor, his childhood friend staring from behind.
â€œYou can finish your daily quota but after that I am taking you with me.â€
Janardan threw the cigarette away in despair. â€œYou are staying with me foreverâ€, he said while looking at remaining three cigarettes in his pocket. "You are my ticket to life."
Kishor had died of lung cancer just a week ago.
â€œI am never going to wear my necklace again in my life. Itâ€™s very difficult to cope with all the creepy stares, dirty comments and unwanted physical contacts from the commoners of this kingdom on street. This way I feel safe to roam around in this City.â€ Mellissa said with utter annoyance in her voice to Melisandre. â€œYes, I agree. This is much better. But you know what, on my way here one pervert made pass at me anyways.â€ Both red priestesses then shifted their conversation to gentler topic of fire magic..
As Nimesh stood watching the toddler play gleefully in the clear white sand, he thought he might just raise her himself. He was already feeling like dedicated father while looking at the little girl play with his watchful eyes and completely lost track of time. But as the sun started to set, his usual craving for some intoxication started kicking in. â€œScrew this, 50,000 rupees for ragpickerâ€™s daughter is good enough for months supply of hashish.â€ He said to himself and picked up the girl.
His Mom came in with a surprise look on her face.
"Your Door is unlocked for a change."
"I am bored Ma." He replied with a guilty smile on his face.
He took off from his room and headed to the basement for no particular reason. There he saw his once beloved bicycle lying in one corner. He took it out for a ride. As he rode his bike through countryside, he felt like his entire body is rejuvenated by the cool evening breeze.
'Thank You Government for PornBan" He screamed, He now had his old boyish smile back..