Episode 2

After his morning class he was all set for his part time cafe job. Psychology is a vast subject than it actually seems, and graduating in such a subject needs a lot of concentration so gym and meditation work well together to make a whole of A grade result in the stream. A typical Indian boy who's living with his family and working in a cafe to have a part time income while studying a course of his own interest.

A man who has a nice body worth using both as a shield and pillow, neither skinny nor overweight because he's too cautious of himself, not an attractive looking face but still a handsome one, a height of 5"10 is enough to impress any woman but it's India sweetie, here that doesn't work here and he's single. The hard working personality is good until that person realises it's going vain (yup his past) and turns a whole sunshine personality to a no-emotion-left man very quickly. He was not in depression but gave up his life in any other interest than his study.

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"Welcome"

"Hello" random customer greeted the unknown voice that came from the counter. "What would you like to have ?" The unknown voice now showed up from the counter and came to the lady who just sat beside the right side window, "What's the best thing you have here ?" she asked admiring his good looking face and figure. "In my opinion it's an Oreo frappe shake with a brownie which costs around 250." he replied normally. "Alright then, bring it on." the lady said calmly and opened her phone.

The cafe works double handedly where he is a waiter and drink maker while his friend who is studying hotel management is a cook here.The part time usually started at 2 PM and ended at 8 PM, it was 6 days/32 hours per week job. After making a minimum of 1000 per day he was getting an average salary of 7,000 per month which was more than enough for his expenses but still he used them in a way better than anyone ever could. A part of his salary was saved, another one invested, the third one his expenses, fourth one to his parents.

Time passed it was 8:30 when he left for home on his bike. Alas, this week also passed like every other one.

Will I ever be able to be happy again ? Will there be feelings for someone again ? Will I be able to feel and have emotions like normal people do, again ? The dreams that I imagined, will someone be there to make it real..... I shouldn't think of these things which will make my mind jam without even anything happening. Aish ! Com'on dude you're a man, stop thinking these useless shits and focus on the goals that you've set, no fucking man is there behind you or to work for you, it's you only you. The thoughts of himself were enough to keep him busy the whole way and by the time he thought of anything else he was already in his home.

"I'm home"

" Go wash your hands, the dinner is ready." His mother said from the kitchen"

"Yeah" he replied in a low tired voice.

On the dinner table,

"How is it going ?" His dad asked while taking a bite of food. "Which 'going' are you talking about ?" he replied arrogantly. " Your studies obviously, what else would I ask you." the intensity between them was felt both by his mother and his younger brother.

"As usual." he replied calmly. "Have some more chapatis you've become more thin than usual." his mother tried to change the topic. "It's called cutting, maa." he said.

"Hein ? Cutting ? You cut down your muscles or what ?" his mother said confusingly, the three of them (father, him and his brother) face palmed. "What ? Say it clearly na" Her mother asked innocently. "That means he is modifying his body to have cuts so that it would give an enhanced look of his muscles" his younger brother explained this holding back his laughter. "He is gonna make abs" His father cut the explanation shorter. She became more confused and again asked, "Abs ? What's that ?"

"Maa..." He said in a low voice looking at her.

His mother replied, "yeah ?" not getting what was going on here. "Oh maa !!" he got up from his chair and hugged her from behind, gave a peck on her head "I'm going to look like Hrithik Roshan after a couple of months"

"Aaa.... You should have said it earlier na !" she finally understood what he meant, and as she noticed his son was heading upstairs, "Oi, finish up your plate." it was already too late, "It's the maximum I can eat." he said and

waved his hands as a sign of bye, and moved upstairs.

"This guy always wastes food" his mother said in a low voice and the three of them continued eating.

In his room,

Alright! Let's get started.

When people were about to sleep, he turned his study lamp on to start his new chapter of criminal psychology, it was not in his syllabus but since he was interested he had to give it a shot.

Sitting on a table he wrote,

The days when we forget to become ourselves

are the days we come under someone else's.

After finishing off at 12 he slept till 5 and after getting freshened up he went straight for a jog on his way to the gym. At 7 he came, had a bath then breakfast and got to university by 8 am. The classes started at 9 so he went for a library visit.

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