Bright nudges tootah as krist sits with them for lunch.

" what your highness, again busy on this Saturday ?"

" P bright, don't tease , you know master will drag me to that street market again on Saturday evening."

" yea you are his favourite. And don't lie you love to tag along with him, you hero worship him krist." Tootah interjects.

" hey are you two again teasing him about our young master ?" Perm joins the conversation, while sitting down with his own lunch tray.

Krist is not looking at any of them , but stares down. He knows if he says anything he will be teased further since it's truth he does hero worship the young writer . He is so talented . As krist has grown up he has seen how people respected the young master, even when he is younger than them . The number of awards to his name , even the young literary award and his name in the newspapers now and then . His admiration for his master has grown over the years hundred fold . .

" but krist aren't he taking his girlfriend this time, he has got a new muse right?" Bright has to speak , he is thirteen, muse and dating and gossips thrills him.

" p bright I don't know all that. He asked me to go with him." Prem glares at bright , they are thirteen but krist is only ten, no need to ask him such questions.

" kit , come the English professor is calling you." Suddenly his best friend Liam arrives , along with his other classmate toptap.

" why is the professor calling him during lunch time?" Tootah nudges bright as krist takes off with his classmate, not finishing his lunch even a bit .

" you know how is he, krist must have volunteered for something or again topped something." Prem calmly tells as he digs back in his food .

Through the years they have grown to a close bunch. All of their parents work for the prachaya's though none of them work for the house themselves other than krist. He gets officially an amount to his name every month for being with Singto like a shadow and working around the young master's whims and fancy. The amount that he will be able to access when he turns eighteen. For now as his payment, he gets his free tutions from Singto and sudden shopping or eating treats. All of the workers at Prachaya's even parents and sister's of Singto know that Singto is very fond of this quiet chubby younger one..

But all three of his friends have to agree it's not easy to be on beck and call of young master , he is very demanding and very very moody. Somedays they have seen krist just sitting hours together beside the swing as Singto keeps on writing. He has to keep on reading even if he is finished or tired, if Singto wants Krist beside him, he has to be beside him.

And someday he will be forbidden to even speak to him but do his work nonetheless. He will be tiptoeing around him as he writes on or does some of his crazy marathon videogaming to wind down..

Things get little better for krist when Singto starts dating. But his dates always changes by one month , maximum three months. He doesn't dump anyone neither they can dump him, because of his charismatic appeal, but it's just that it's not easy being with his quirky self so his dates or he himself stop contacting them.. and amicably part.

Krist finishes discussing the project when his mobile rings. Only two numbers saved there, Singto and his dad. He is allowed only to call them and receive call from them, his dad's order. Singto has wholeheartedly agreed. His dad never wanted krist to have mobile so early, but Singto insisted he needed him in emergency sometimes. Well, what young master wants he gets.

" Come in the evening at sharp 7 with the maths assignment book, you got A not A+ , I saw today your grades online."

" Yes master" krist knows , he is up for a whole nighter today, Singto must be in one of his task master mode, must've stuck on some verse or chapter or on his new muse..

He finishes all his other subjects and assignments and reaches Singto's room. But he hears Singto's father inside the room.

" have you decided about your post graduation college Singto?"

" will go for Harvard dad , for contemporary literature, they have already sent the approval letter. Will join next month if everything goes alright"

Krist immediately steps back, he doesn't want to eavesdrop on the rest of the conversation.

Singto is going off to college! krist has heard about Harvard, it's somewhere Singto always wants to go, he has heard him speaking about it to his parents before. Now he will go away in a month!

He starts retreating back to his room, his father must be home since Singto's dad is back too. He doesn't know why he is feeling so forlorn.

Now he will be free to enjoy his Saturday and Sunday evening, no more task master, no more tiring jogging around the ground early morning, no one will make him stay beside the swing for hours together as the other one writes away. Singto will no longer be bothered about his grades, he can get B also like bright or tootah, and no one will care.

His phone rings just before he steps inside his room

" I told you to come with maths book at 7 , now it's 715pm where are you fatty, come immediately."

" Yes Master." His voice quivers but he traces his path back to Singto's room.

Singto the moment he comes in, as he knew will happen marked him some ten chapters to solve and then commands him to show him after finishing them before dinner time. He starts to write something on his laptop. But krist cannot concentrate today. All his maths problem even the simplest ones, he is not able to solve, his mind going back to the overheard conversation from before.

Singto after long time, almost nearing the dinner time realises that the younger one is not writing anything at all but staring at some point on the wall , lost in some thought..

" Why are you ignoring maths again? How many sums have you done?"

Krist jolts up, and lowers his head not daring to meet the older ones angry eyes..

" I... I.. five..mmmaster.."

" Five in two hours, why are you not in a mood to study today fatty? I will not allow you any dinner if you don't finish them!"

" Yes Master" krist softly says, he has no appetite anyways. He knows his father will call him soon but, for company, it's very rare for him to get dinner time with his son.

" Are you not feeling well" Singto realises the young one is never this distracted, he is always obedient to his school work and him.

" I am ok"

" Fatty what is it? Answer me .. you know I don't like slagging on work and lessons."

" Sorry Master' and he gets back to doing the sums, a bitter taste in his mouth. He is just a mere servant , how can he even ask about his college plan or his going away..a big fat tear escapes his eyes, realising his helplessness.

A soft thumb, wipes off the lone tear trailing down the chubby cheeks...

" What happened krist? Tell me truely, a sudden realisation dawns on Singto

" Hey fatso, are you crying because I am going to college?"

Krist stares back at him, Singto looks back at those eyes.. they are like a mirror to his soul, Singto ruffles his hair softly, two more tears trickle down..

" You should be happy na kid that I am going instead of being sad? No more working, jogging, doing homework right? Well you are wrong, you are going to report to me every weekend your whole week of work..and every six-months I will be back so make sure my room remains spick and span. So now stop your waterworks and go and have your dinner for your pudgy tummy. Your dad must be waiting and then you are coming back for finishing the rest of the sums ok?"

A smile blooms on the sad face at the end of Singto's words..the ten year old jubilantly runs out of the room leaving a sad twenty year old..

"he didn't even ask me for how many years I will be gone, just happy that I will keep in touch.. this child"

So something little changed that night.. miniscule something..but that was enough for the future events to proceed..

Two boys, .. young and old.. one sad and one happy .. the melancholic one remembering the tears and the trust in those two black orbs.
The happy one joyously doing his maths task burning the night lamp in his room, never recognising the others sadness, reading to him the poetry verses..

Well how well the fate will play her dice from then on..they both doesn't know now.. but she will really play her dice well and they will be swept away..slowly but surely .. in her swirling tidal wave..

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Guess who falls for who first?

It will be a slow burn and then...🤫🤫🤫🤫

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