บท 2: Rephrasing
I stay with my aunt and uncle, who claimed to be my parents but I knew for a long time, my parents were different quite an odd couple. I don't know clearly if they expired or just vanished into thin air.
I started living with my uncle Mr. Mack Rockwitz at a very young age I do remember some fragments of memory, Mr. rock who worked as a chief marketing manager of a well-known glass-making company.
He and I got into a big fight 2 weeks ago regarding my inconvenience of contributing some capital to our house. He already got an idea how useless I was, didn't complete any proper education nor had any skills and I can't tolerate manual labor work due to my weak physique.
"I'm sick of your freebie lifestyle, I'm not in a mental state where I can support you any longer!! "
"I understand your anger sir, but please give me some time, I might find some suitable job and a chance to return your favors," I said.
"I don't want any of your favorite returning, you are almost 25 and jobless without a degree and determination to do any sort of work"
At that time I lost my cool, I said "why don't you say this to your son? Who is currently smoking joints in some cheap pub with his pathetic rabble where a single one of them looks no better than a Doberman"
Uncle didn't know about his son brilliant actions, who was 17 years old. He immediately went to search for his sickening kid taking me alongside. Yet we didn't find him. Uncle mack says, "listen, I will see into this matter when I return from a business tour."
"For how many days, will you be gone"
"Probably for 13 days, I want you to fix one thing inside your damn head! When I return you better find a job of your own, if not you better take your stuff before I throw it out and create a scene in society" uncle man said with the scariest expression.
I didn't give too much thought at that time, I mean how boomers are so concerned about their delusional respect in society, which exists only in their fantastical minds. People don't give a fuck about anything but themselves.
Anyways, I wondered what the fuck? Is this a harry potter film or something? Or shady old drama. I didn't eat anything from the morning nor I spent my time looking for jobs around. I didn't take my uncle so seriously.
Now I'm on my own, I didn't feel like going inside for a talk, I wanted to talk to my aunt for the last time. She was quite a cheerful woman who always cared for me like my real mother but again she could not lower that man's anger issues, and men always dominated in the house.
Women don't even get a chance to put forward some words they wanted to spill, if a woman is a housewife she is bound to do as the man of the house instructs her. It was useless for me to go back.
I too wanted some thrill like a movie, I grabbed the big trash-like bag and kept moving along the east. Just because there were dogs on the opposite side and I will piss myself if any one of them got closer to me.
At the end of the street, I saw a big old tree which I don't know the name of, which looked quite typical. I sat there submerging in the darkness. Figuring out how did I end up so bad, and having so much optimism didn't help me to get through these struggles.
I went to eat something In the same marketplace where I saw Mr. Wiran's daughter. There were those typical Chinese street food stalls, in which all dishes present on the menu smelled and tasted like only one thing "capsicum".
I ordered a plate of noodles, the good thing was I had some money in my parent's possession and my uncle never took it from me. I had two and a half lakh rupees in a fixed deposit. I just forgot to bring The atm card which was still in LB's cupboard. LB was the son of uncle mack.
I had some change in my wallet, exchanged it for 2 plates of chow mein. I eat in good quantity, and also have well built physical body. I just don't have the strength to do any tasks or physical exertion. Anyways I again felt the urge to go to mayo's ice cream shop, not to munch on some butterscotch. I felt a strong desire to have a talk with her and ask whereabouts of her father.
"Hey, where was that girl with the glasses this evening" so yeah what a great buzz kill life isn't a fairytale after all.
When I asked the girl on the counter, She stared at me as if I was some creepy stalker and avoided sharing any words with me.
To kill the awareness I ordered the same butterscotch as before.
"Hey forget about that can you at least get me a job here somewhere"?
She again didn't speak to me, but my left ear heard a reply from a man reading classic superhero comics.
"so you are unemployed huh? it doesn't seem as you are by the way"
He kept the spiderman book on the table and gave me a little chuckle.
"Yeah, I explained to him that I have no one and I'm on my own"
"No it seems you are a case of a runaway, kids who grew up on their own don't look as healthy, and properly heightened.
And they don't glow on their face as yours does, so you tell me the truth and I help you"
I explained my condition in every minute detail and asked him if he can help me in any possible way.
"Hmm so I see, never seen such a hopeless kid, I will help you don't worry".
He was quite rude but alright sometimes you need to blend in the situation and let your ego suffer in agony.
"Can I ask you a question if u don't mind?"
"Kay, Spit it"
you look quite old, why are you reading such childish books?"
"After retiring for 10 years I did nothing just to eat, drink some beer, watch some shitty daily soaps, and sleep.
When I was tired of everything my daughter suggested I read books."
"I didn't have proper English understanding, so reading classics and best sellers wasn't doing any good instead pissing me more"
"So I started reading comics, they got helluva dope shit sticking right in"
"You know quite a bit of gen-z slang Mr," I replied
"Yeah my daughter used these kinda words until I got addicted too," he said
One thought slammed me right in my frontal cortex...
What if? He is Mr.Wiran, a bald guy in his 70's probably has a daughter 'mayo'.
Within milliseconds I asked him
"hey, Mister are you Mr.Wiran who owned a garment shop 14-15 years back?"
He frowned at me with humor
"hmm, how do you know that kid? Do I know you?"
What a clean deduction, it was not that difficult to figure out but I still felt that sense of pride roaring inside of me...
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