Coming out of my closet

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It was time for Vishal to go back to the real world. He had decided to tell his dad that he loves Ankit and that they wanted to spend their lives together.

Vishal didn’t know how will his dad react. Will he accept his sexual preference? Will he beat him to death? Will he take him to some psychiatrist? He couldn’t anticipate what was to follow as these kinds of discussions had never been a part of their family room discussions. He knew his dad is although not very progressive & open-minded, but have always supported him & his decisions with an open heart.

“I am not a kind of person who would kill himself just because life gets tough. Stop worrying about me please,” he told Ankit over the call. He knew Ankit was also worried sick as suddenly Vishal took off for Goa without informing anyone. But Ankit knew Vishal needed to clear his head & gain some courage before he could talk to his dad about their relationship.

“No matter what the world says about me, how much ever they judge me, abuse me, reject me or shame me, my love for Ankit is eternal & I am what I am,” he thought to himself. He walked on the wet cool sand barefoot for a while to soothe his soul. He knew life ahead is tough, but this is the path he needs to walk on – for himself, for his love, for his peace!

He was finally ready to go back to Allahabad & talk to his dad!

2 Responses

  1. Such a bright mind u are, amazing out of the box story…prou pof u.

  2. Someart Sings

    Smoothing flow in a rough vicinity! It’s a impacting craft to imbibe something such deep in simple words. Wish it was a little longer, but I understand how it would have broken the flow; like a coffee gone cold before its time.

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