
It was 6 weeks and yet there were no phone calls or sms. John got quite worried but he decided he will find out what exactly is the reason for Naresh to be away from him for so long.
Today, John had a relaxing day. There wasn’t much work for him to do and so he got off work early and straight thought to go to Naresh’s house.
He reached Naresh’s house and Naresh was sitting on the coach in his shorts. The moment he saw John, Naresh got up and with an embarrassing expression came out of his living room to the front deck and gave a shake hand to John. It was not just a shake hand – the grip itself was expressing the ‘feel sorry’ note and John just looked into Naresh’s eyes to see what he has to say.
“People who tell small lies are the worst ones. Hence they’re compulsive liars. …”
Naresh, took John’s hand and moved out in a corner of the house and whispered…’the girl in my house, she came to know about me that I am gay!’
John initially got shocked but then quickly he recovered and asked, ‘So, what now? One day this had to happen right?’
To this Naresh said- oh! You don’t know now she will tell this to my parents and other relatives too and everyone will get mad at me.’
“It is better to be told a hurtful truth than to be told a comforting lie.”
John: Come on you have to accept first yourself and when you do so then you will not fear to tell the truth to anyone in this world. Anyway, now since the girl knows it why don’t you just move out from here?’
Naresh: Are you crazy?
John: Why? What happened?
Naresh: AH! That girl is not my cousin sister…’
John: Then??!!!
Naresh: She is my WIFE!
John couldn’t believe this. He again asked Naresh – ‘What did you say? That is your wife whom you told me so far that she is your cousin sister???’

Why? Why Naresh? What did you get? You fooled her and fooled me also! For what?
At least I feel fine in my heart that I am not cheating or fooling any girl by marrying her and running her life. I am refusing to get married to a girl when my parents ask me to do so. And you a married man, comes to me and says you are single and gay and is interested in me and today you are telling me all this?’
I can’t believe this is happening for real!
What should I say? I feel pathetic about this show-off world. They treat us bad because we are gay and we are different than others. They call us by names and what should one say to these people who are neither straight nor gay or should I say that you are still in the closet and doesn’t have the guts to say openly about it?
These discussions were going on when that girl, Naresh’s wife came out and started yelling at John. She started calling him by all names and said that he has ruined her life. John had gone blank over this expression of the lady.
“To cheat oneself out of love is the most terrible deception; it is an eternal loss for which there is no reparation, either in time or in eternity” ~ Soren Kierkegaard
He just walked out of that place thinking, whom to blame? And who all are suffering for whom? What’s the fault of that girl? What did I do to get this?
All these questions kept on lingering in the mind and John got lost in the crowd near the India Gate among the pigeons while they fly the grain in their beaks.
I ask the reader what you think about this story. Sincerely, I did not try to write a gay story from the other side of the wall. I think by now it is very clear that people are straight or gay/lesbian and they come out openly to say so and to practice too.
I am not sure of India but yes outside world has started accepting it and many leave it as one’s individual choice of living. There are laws in some countries where they can marry and live as any other couples and so forth.
I have read cases where NRI (Non-Resident Indian) will marry a girl from India and will demand dowry (man made ritual where they demand for money, luxury items etc) and when they bring the girl out side of India, either girl has to live with it that her husband is gay and she has to live with him as his wife (name sake only) so that in society he is known as straight. Why every where the girl has to suffer? Why?
“You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind.” ~ MK Gandhi
