Always Yes Master ( completed )

4. the young writer

"Rain was lonely when it poured the other day until it saw the golden thunder again.
And then he pours down with the sound of love hidden inside its bosom,
the thunder never knows what music it instills within the pearls that cascades
it's a secret love after all.."

The blog ends .. Singto stares back at the screen. Wow..beautifully written .. this is the third blog he has read of this anonymous writer known as " Ray". He has chanced upon this blog posts when his own readers who follow him on face book and Instagram were enthusiastically discussing about the latest blog by this novice storyteller.
He has been intrigued when Rob also tagged him for the same. Singto sometimes read young writers work even follows his contemporaries but this one is definitely different . There is a rawness and pain which appeals immediately when you start reading the blog
The first blog spoke about his struggles with friendship , next blog about something new which happened in his life , every time it's about a different topic , sometimes he just writes a poetry to define his mood sometimes just writes away his feeling for the day..But every time there is an inherent pull which draws the readers in at the very start and then you are just hooked to his "random showers" as Ray likes to call it.
And Singto is hooked too, he is broken out of his reverie when krist enters his room with a plate of hot noodles and cold coffee.
" I am not hungry, you eat those."
" you are not well, just eat something . You will feel better and can take the medicine. You will again puke if you don't eat anything and take the medicines on empty stomach ."
Krist through the years has known Singto is doubly moody when he is sick, all the servants and even his parents steer clear of him. He will drive everyone insane with his tantrums or silence. It's unpredictable how he will be .. this time the flu has made him the tantrum one and krist is hanging via thread himself .
He has multiple assignments and college is not doing him good with seniors having fun at his expense for being chubby and the youngest of the batch, the blue eyed boy of the professors.
He is seriously considering quitting and running away. Everyday they make him do extra running, extra assignments and teasing him so much that he resembles a tomato. And this one particular senior Nisan, half Japanese half Thai, third year head hazer , well he, especially loves to make him fluster and bully him nicely..by his relentless teasing or making him do extra exercises to take care of his baby fat, as he likes to call it.
And now Singto is testing his patience for last two days , his weekend has been spent taking care of this fever ridden man, with a sore throat, refusing food, refusing bath and not quitting reading or writing though having high fever and headache. Tomorrow he has early college and he is fully drained to do anything anymore forget about assignments , he just wants to sleep.
" I am not eating" Singto declares loudly..
" Ok as you wish, master "
Krist places the tray back with a loud bang on the table and walks out of the room, leaving a stunned Singto behind .
Even After ten minutes when Krist doesn't return, Singto peeks out of his room, the younger is nowhere to be found . He calls his mobile, comes unanswered. He goes to the table and eats the delicious noodle and cold coffee prepared exactly the way he likes it , soothing to his sore throat and he has to agree he feels really better after eating. Singto feels guilty for troubling Krist so much , the younger have taken pain to prepare everything to his liking since two days ..
He again goes out in search of the younger , he hopes he has not returned back to his room. If that is the case he can't really go there in search for him, all the other servants will start to tease Krist more especially his three good for nothing friends. Luckily for him he discovers him on the swing, head bowed down, dejected sitting lost in thoughts.

" Hey KitKat"

" ohh, why are you up master , it's cold now in the evening, again your fever will rise or you will start coughi ..."
Singto puts a hand in his mouth, stopping his nagging mid way.. Krist's eyes go wide .. the black orbs reflect back to his with a touch of panic ..

" Shut up ..you talk too much chubbo.. the noodle was yummy and I am not going to say sorry ." He smiles looking at the younger's wide-eyed, unbelieving look ..

" Come inside you need to listen to a writing of a new writer I read today. I am now hooked to his blogs"

Krist nods his head , Singto still holding his mouth not letting him speak.. when he ultimately pulls away his hand slowly.. Singto doesn't understand why is the younger panting so much, and looking so red.

" Hey Krist, are you also coming down with fever or what! You look flushed!"

" No master , but first can I do my assignments , I have lots of work remaining." Krist wants to escape like right now..

" Ohh.. have I kept you away from your studies ? Bring them to my room and do . I will sleep for sometime.

Krist hurriedly goes back to his room, telling his innocent heart to calm down. What is happening to him? What are these feelings? He can't afford to fall for anyone that too Singto!! The man is his mentor, a great writer, an unreachable unattainable dream. He has men and women worshipping him for his works. And he will never even take a second glance at him If he was not his employee . They have a relationship of student teacher, almost phi nong..

He enters his room to discover his father again drinking. His father had a habit before of only taking one drink at night before sleep, which increased to two then three now it is a full bottle before he snoozes out .
His father has even stopped having dinner with him after he refused to go out with Pim anymore, his dad is no fool, he understood his son is only stalling him and will not go back on his sexual preference and Krist is sadly like an open book, he really can't hide anything from his dad.

" Where the hell are you going now?"

" Master Singto's room dad , to complete my assignments. Don't drink so much dad, if old master Prachaya discovers , you will land in trouble ."

" Dont try to teach me about my job, you go do your slave duties . I always suspect he is the one that made you like this."

" Dad!! What are you saying. I know it's just your alcohol talking, please dad stop drinking I am not going to date any guy."

" You are not going to date any girls either. You are waiting for me to die so that you can do whatever you want Mr to be engineer!"

" Dad !!!"
Krist doesn't utter one more word . He knows Singto is sleeping . He will not know whether he had come back now or later . The fever medicine has taken effect and he will be out to the world .
He goes out of his room carrying his second hand laptop and books in hand and makes his way to the garden again . His place of solace . There is enough light around to do his assignments there . He sits down beside the swing on the grass .. wet with evening dew and start doing his work trying to forget all pain and numbness from his father's hurtful words ..
Late at night Singto wakes up to discover Krist sleeping on the floor on the makeshift bed , his food covered and medicines lying with a glass of water and two notes
" take this med before" and " take this med after"
He opens up the laptop after finishing his delicious meal and checks the blog again .. sure enough a new blog has appeared again..
this time Ray writes,

" what do you do when the path you travel turns too rocky, you cover your naked feet with tattered shoes and walk hoping the shoes will last or you wish to not stop midway, wounded and bleeding, before reaching the destination.. because the shoes dont matter, neither your wounds,but the destination does. Thunder are you listening, am I wrong?"

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A/n :: how's the story?

Drama will unfold more ..