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I Got You (Part 3)
Part 3
Hometown success
It was the first day of Raghav in Bangalore after his law degree from Delhi. His father threw a party to celebrate the occasion. He invited the work-related people and many relatives to show off his son’s achievement with a swelling chest. Raghav was the first lawyer in his generation and his younger brother was in line to make it happen in 2 years. His father was feeling proud and happy and wanted nothing more than the success of his both sons.
Raghav’s Dad was the owner of the most prestigious law firm in Bangalore. He is famous for his social works too. He has a separate firm dedicated entirely to helping those who cannot afford lawyers for their cases or wanted a settlement outside the court for their own betterment. He was a reputed figure in the law family of the state and had an aura of power and intelligence. When Raghav told him to earn a law degree just like him, which was the moment he always wanted to live. He never gave any pressure on his children to do what he wanted and always encourage them to pursue their own dream. But the environment in which they grow up tilted both of them toward the law without any other doubt.
“Congratulation Raghav. Now you are one of us.” His dad’s coworker said with a loud laugh.
“Thank you, Mr Nagar,” Raghav replied.
“So… What you decide to do. When you going to take over your Father’s Company.” He said and laughed again. ‘Stupid jerk.’ Raghav said to himself and forced a smile on him.
“My dad is going to rule this state for 50 more years, Mr Nagar. But I appreciate your concern for my future and I want to make sure that you don’t have to worry about it.” Raghav’s voice was sharp and clear to make his point clear for people with some minds.
“Ohh, that’s really good to hear. I am sure your father has big plans for you.”
“Sure he has. Excuse me” Raghav cut him in middle and ran away from the conversation.
“Dad needs no alcohol tonight for being high. The smell of your degree is enough drug to do that” Raghav’Raghav’s younger brother said while preparing a death mixture of different kinds of alcohol for himself. Raghav was never able to understand his brother’s weird alcohol taste. He was sitting near the bar, half dozed off because of the whisky in his system and watching his little brother enjoying the party in his own way. Mix drink, bottle up, get high, dance on the floor, sober and repeat the cycle again.
“I hate these people, you know. They all are just morons” Raghav said in a half sleepy tired voice.
“Well, what to say. We are on the same path bro.” Raghav’s brother said with a chuckle. “Come on. Drink” He offered a glass of his poison to Raghav “Tonight is your night. Enjoy. We are all proud of you bro. You make dad really happy. He is like talking about you since the party started. I never saw him that happy before.” He said and drink one more glass.
“Raman, if you throw up...
Hometown success
It was the first day of Raghav in Bangalore after his law degree from Delhi. His father threw a party to celebrate the occasion. He invited the work-related people and many relatives to show off his son’s achievement with a swelling chest. Raghav was the first lawyer in his generation and his younger brother was in line to make it happen in 2 years. His father was feeling proud and happy and wanted nothing more than the success of his both sons.
Raghav’s Dad was the owner of the most prestigious law firm in Bangalore. He is famous for his social works too. He has a separate firm dedicated entirely to helping those who cannot afford lawyers for their cases or wanted a settlement outside the court for their own betterment. He was a reputed figure in the law family of the state and had an aura of power and intelligence. When Raghav told him to earn a law degree just like him, which was the moment he always wanted to live. He never gave any pressure on his children to do what he wanted and always encourage them to pursue their own dream. But the environment in which they grow up tilted both of them toward the law without any other doubt.
“Congratulation Raghav. Now you are one of us.” His dad’s coworker said with a loud laugh.
“Thank you, Mr Nagar,” Raghav replied.
“So… What you decide to do. When you going to take over your Father’s Company.” He said and laughed again. ‘Stupid jerk.’ Raghav said to himself and forced a smile on him.
“My dad is going to rule this state for 50 more years, Mr Nagar. But I appreciate your concern for my future and I want to make sure that you don’t have to worry about it.” Raghav’s voice was sharp and clear to make his point clear for people with some minds.
“Ohh, that’s really good to hear. I am sure your father has big plans for you.”
“Sure he has. Excuse me” Raghav cut him in middle and ran away from the conversation.
“Dad needs no alcohol tonight for being high. The smell of your degree is enough drug to do that” Raghav’Raghav’s younger brother said while preparing a death mixture of different kinds of alcohol for himself. Raghav was never able to understand his brother’s weird alcohol taste. He was sitting near the bar, half dozed off because of the whisky in his system and watching his little brother enjoying the party in his own way. Mix drink, bottle up, get high, dance on the floor, sober and repeat the cycle again.
“I hate these people, you know. They all are just morons” Raghav said in a half sleepy tired voice.
“Well, what to say. We are on the same path bro.” Raghav’s brother said with a chuckle. “Come on. Drink” He offered a glass of his poison to Raghav “Tonight is your night. Enjoy. We are all proud of you bro. You make dad really happy. He is like talking about you since the party started. I never saw him that happy before.” He said and drink one more glass.
“Raman, if you throw up...
