The night of 14th November-

Did I really Slept with my Aunt?

So finally I would like to begin this story and I hope that you all will like it. It’s a true story that happened with me.

I was really sad and depressed that day, I was leaving the very next day for Rajasthan and I was trying to give a letter to someone but I was unable to give that. If that person is reading this than I am sure that she would know about what I am talking about.

Finally when I came home from Police Bazaar I went upstairs and I gave that letter to my aunty as my dad had already arrived and I don’t want to take that letter in front him.

He is very supportive and i was sure that he will not say anything but he will surely gonna tease me so I decided that i will give that letter to that aunty and she will keep it with her. I went upstairs and she was watching Tare Zameen par on the T.V. I gave her the letter and told her to keep it with her and when she asked me about that letter I said that I was unable to give it to her.

She said ‘Why don’t you leave her? I really don’t like the girl with such attitude!’

I gave her a sad smile and nodded.

She often used to say ‘Why you are wasting your time on that person? Why don’t you move on? What you need in your life, Position, money, fame? You all have it, then Why you are wasting time?

And my answer to this was always ‘Aunty, I am trying continuously but I am not able to do it.’

I got a call on my mobile from my dad and he asked me ‘Where are you?’

‘I am upstairs, I am coming.’ And I started moving towards my room.’

After reaching I started discussing ‘Why people drink with my father and I thought that by doing this he will ignore my sad face and he will not ask me any question. But things went opposite he asked me ‘Why you are discussing this topic today? I tried to cut her question in many ways but he is too smart and he said ‘Come to the point and say why you are sad?’

I share almost all of the things with him whether it is about my affair or about my career and he used to support me in everything. I said ‘Please dad I don’t want to share this’ but he was keep on going asking me Why I am sad so I said him again that I will not share it and i said that i am going to motu’s (one of my friend) house and i will talk with him. As I reached their he opened the door before I could ring the bell and we came outside and started talking with him sitting on the stairs and i started sharing my sad tale with him and then we moved towards the boundary and we stood there and started talking again and then his uncle came and questioning him that ‘Why he is not studying? What he is doing here in cold outside his house? And he answered that he had already studies and he is feeling warm and he is talking with me and as his uncle started moving down stairs he said me let’s go up on the terrace and we will talk their and as we both started walking upstairs his uncle returned and went inside his house, we moved on the terrace and came inside Aunty’s house and we both had already understood that What is going to happen next and very soon his mom came on the terrace calling his name and she took him back.

They doubted on me that I am teaching him bad things. We often discuss they behave as if we are planning to go to red light area together.

I really don’t know why people think that with whom I talk I try to spoil them?

My answer to this is ‘because they are fucked up persons, rascals.’

According to me they are worst than those prostitutes, because prostitutes sell their body for money because they are in need of it but these persons have even bad thoughts than those prostitutes.

According to me a person can fall in love even with a prostitute rather than falling in love with such persons, one should respect prostitutes instead of respecting such persons.

I was in Aunty’s room and as she was watching T.V so I came out after sometime and started walking on the terrace and i started thinking Why I was sad and I was basically thinking how I can be happy again?

My dad came up and said me to come down as it was very cold and I followed him as I reached down my mom gave me some food and again my dad started with the same thing again and started asking him again ‘Why I am sad? And this time I told him in a loud voice that don’t talk with me for now for god sake’ and he replied that ‘if you want to behave like this than better out from my house’ and I really liked the offer and i went on the terrace again and i started walking alone seeing the moon as I have already shared that moon is one of my best friends and finally after five minutes my friend came up and he went inside Aunty’s house and he talked with her about something and than again we both started discussing, he told me not to go back tomorrow stay here for few more days but I said that I can’t stay back as all is finally ready and he left. I was really feeling very cold as I was shivering so I went inside aunty’s room and I asked her that can I sit inside and he said ‘of course and I started watching tare zameen par on the TV.

And from here started the tragedy………….

Uncle (aunt’s husband) came soon and he started quarrelling with aunty so I came outside and started walking again as I was in no mood to go back home and argue with my dad again. After sometimes they both were quarrelling even more and then uncle came out and started using slangs on me, he often drink so I thought he was drunk so I came back in my home and I started chatting with the reason of my sadness and then I got a call from aunty on my mobile I picked it up and she said ‘Adi, come up now, this man is saying that we both were sleeping together inside my room.’ She was burning with anger.

I was shocked hearing that, I was quiet she said again ‘Adi, come to my room, now’ she ordered.

I replied this time ‘Aunty, please leave now’ and cut the call.

I was really very very tired my head was paining very much and I was really not having any energy to defend myself and argue so I try to sleep.

That night was not very different than spending a whole night in a graveyard for me and I don’t know why tears started rolling down my cheeks, I was trying my best to control but tears were not stopping. I covered my face under the blanket and finally I started crying, I was really crying like that after lot of days. I was really broken with all these. I was really shattered into millions of pieces and I fell into Depression even more. I logged into facebook.com again and texted one of my friend ‘I want to die, yaar.’

She replied

‘Why?’

‘Don’t’

‘Never.’

And she asked me to tell her the whole story I still remember the exact words I replied ‘I want to die because I am a looser and everyone hates me’ and soon I was not able to see the screen properly and my mobile fell down on the floor from my hands.

I was really shocked that till the date i have note even ate Sweety Supari….or whatever is it and that man was saying that I have slept with his wife, with a married woman, with a mother of a child.’

I woke up at six in the morning and again my father started his nonsense argument with me at six in the morning, I was really not having the energy to talk so I put my sleepers and I took my wallet and I came out and I took a taxi to polo and finally I went to the golf link, I reached golf link at 7:00 am and I just slept on the grasses. The grasses were feeling cold under me as they were wet but I didn’t cared and I slept. I woke up at 9:30 am when the sunlight was falling on my face. I looked here and there; people were giving me odd looks as if I was sleeping from whole night after drinking.

And that is the life of Second youngest author of India and World’s Youngest CEO of a Social network Company. I took out my business card from my wallet and started looking at it and again a drop of tear rolled down my cheeks. I stayed their till 1:30 pm and then I came back home and I left for Guwahati. My mom said that in the morning there was a great drama regarding this matter among them, and uncle slapped aunty and he went from the house.

I called my mom recently and i asked about that incident that is everything fine? And she said that after you went the next night Uncle came back home again and now again there is lots of love among them.

And I really don’t know one thing five days before that husband doubted on his wife that she have slept with 16 years old boy and even slapped her and again after five days there is lots of love among them.

When I heard it I laughed on myself for some time.

This was the incidents happened that night and what you all think that

‘I really slept with her?’

But still it is not possible for anyone to be chill if people doubt on him for such bad things. But I was really lucky that everyone trusted me. It was really a good Experience.