I picked up the phone and said, âHello.âThe voice from the other end, âHi, Aman, how are you?âAman - Me good. May I know you please?The voice from the other end, âi am Vicky. Your new friend.âAman - Oh, VIcky, how are you? I didnât recognize your voice. Sorry. Vicky - No need to say sorry, we are friends now. Aman - Oh, I forgot to ask you why you called me. Vicky - I was about to tell you. Actually, my friend, Rajeshâs grandfather has passed away. We all are going to his house for condolence. We are also coming to your house to take you with us. Aman - But what will I do there? Vicky - Learn to be somewhat social, Aman. Ultimately, you have to live in society. Aman - But i donât want to be social. I am happy with whatever I am.Vicky - No, Aman. I know you think differently. Your thoughts doesnât match with us. And itâs okay. Whatever you want to think, you can think. But now, I am your friend. Itâs my duty to make you better. So, I am not going to leave you alone like that. Even if you donât want to come with us, even then I am going to take you with us forcibly. I thought, âOh gosh! I really donât like these types of friends. They are parasites. I know that they want to help me genuinely. But how can a fool help his friend? If he tries to help him, unknowingly, he will end up doing harm to him. But now, I am trapped. I canât escape them now. Now, I have to go.âVicky - Get ready. We are reaching you soon. Aman - Okay. Vicky - Thatâs like a good friend.After some time, Neha, Azeez, Sanya, Vicky and Gagan reached my house and took me with them. They all came in Vickyâs car. Vicky drove the car to his friend Rajeshâs house whose grandfather had passed away. The door of the house was open. Rajesh didnât seem to be from a rich family. HIs house was of a lower middle class standard. We entered the house. Uncle and aunty ji allowed us in and made us sit comfortably on chairs. Rajesh came to meet us from another room. Now, we had to start a conversation with him. For a couple of seconds, nobody spoke. The fact of the matter was that nobody knew what to speak. I didnât want to initiate the conversation either. Since Vicky was a married man, all of us were expecting him to start the conversation. Finally, he broke the ice, âRajesh, we heard that your grandfather passed away. How did it happen?âRajesh broke into tears. Vicky held his hand and hugged him. I thought, âVicky seems to be an expert in these things. I know he is not even one percent sad about his grandfatherâs death. But look at his face now. He appears to be genuinely sad. He is a great actor. And socially, he appears to be mind blowing.âVicky tried to console Rajesh, âWe canât do anything against Godâs will. We have to accept His will.â After about two minutes, Vicky asked again, âWhat happened to your grandfather?âWiping his tears, he said, âHeart attack. He was alright the day before he passed away. He had his breakfast, had his lunch, talked to us, laughed with us. But we didnât know he was not going to wake up the next morning.âVicky hugged him again, âI got it. I got it. No need to say anything more.âRajesh - I loved my grandfather a lot. Vicky - What was his age? Rajesh - His age was ninety years. Vicky - Oh.. his age was not that much. My tongue spoke up on its own, it didnât care to seek my permission, âNinety years is too much. Nowadays, one hardly survives up to seventy years. Even if one lives up to sixty years, it is considered enough. Ninety years are more than enough.âRajesh started looking at me. Vicky was trying to hide his eyes. Sanya whispered into Nehaâs ear, âWhat the hell this stupid guy said!â Azeez said very slowly, âHe has spoken very dangerous words. Itâs hurting.âGagan said in a very slow voice to the girls, âNow, what to do? He has already said what he wanted to say. He is stupid. We know that.âNeha - But Rajesh doesnât know that. I wish he would not utter stupid words anymore. I said, trying to console Rajesh, âRajesh, ninety years are too much. Your grandfather has lived more than enough. In fact, you should not mourn over the death of your grandfather. You should celebrate it. You should throw a party! Actually, itâs a celebration time!â I ended my dailogue with a big smile on my face. A chill ran down the spines of my friends. Vicky and Gagan cupped their mouths out of shock that I gave. At once, Rajesh became furious, âWho the hell are you! Who are you to decide that itâs a celebration time? You stupid! My grandfather passed away, whom I loved more than my life itself! And you are saying that I should celebrate the death of my grandfather! You idiot!âI said calmly, âHey, why are you becoming angry with me? I just told you the fact.âRajesh said, enraged, âKeep your facts with you. Donât try to teach me the facts!âAgain, I said with a calm mind, âBut just try to think. What I said was not wrong. Your grandfather lived a nice life. And he lived way more than other human beings of our times.âRajesh - Just shut up! And get out of my house! Donât show me your face ever. Vicky and Gagan realized that the situation had become very critical. Vicky held the arm of Rajesh so that he might not hit me out of fury. Gagan quickly caught my wrist and dragged me out of the house. (It will be so nice of you, if you leave at least a single word comment and please don't forget to follow me and become my superfan. You will be able to chat with me and my superfans directly.)
Chapter 16: chapter 16
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