17-10-2019, 05:46 PM
Kamala,” chhota babu why are you drinking so much. Rekha was not sleeping whole night, she was crying, you slept whole night on her lap, she did not shift her body not to discomfort your sleep. Just care for her.”
I looked her angrily and told her being maid she should not cross her limits. My mom came with breakfast, it was dosa with mutton keema. Mom is a strict vegeteranian but she cooks non veg for me.mom told me to sit on bed. She sat besides me and fed me with her own hands.
Mom,” Babu, being in bad friend was bad for you like a rotten apple destroys whole apples. It is still time to focus on studies. It is character matters most. I have seen you commenting that girl on road. I was in that bus, what will i feel suppose some one pass lewd comment to me. I am a woman myself. Treat everyone well. Kamala didi is not my maid, i treat her as my didi, for her i can do my job and feed you.
So i begged her to always call me in my name, as no one is close to me except you and kamala. She gives me sisterly feelings a family i ever got. “
I anger,” why should you bother about me.”
Mom in teary eyes,”I know it is my fault, you never got mother’s love you had to, i was busy at job. Please forgive me for my faults. Punish me, beat me hurt me till your satisfaction , but never hurt yourself by doing illegal immoral deeds, it will kill me.”
In anger i ,” then die and go to hell, you have no right to be my mom.” I picked my bike keys and burst out of room. In evening i came without drinking and had dinner with mom and kamala. Mom was feeling satisfied.
Not to create emotional issue I started to bunk classes, had drink and smokes in morning with my friends and when i return to home evening everything seems normal. We changed our gathering point different from earlier route, continuing old habits. One day mom asked me to take her principal’s office, which i agreed reluctantly. Principal complained mom about my absenteeism and abusing of Madan college topper. Mom pleaded principal that these things will never occur, she showed her helplessness being single mother and her lack of love to me. Even teachers showed sympathy to me , verbally admonishing my mom. Mom listened all with heavy heart she sat on my bike, i drove KTM. It was complete silent from both side. Night mom prepared food and again advised me, being merciless i just ignored her words. Mom said she now will reduce my monthly pocket money to 20000 from 40000. It was still sufficient for me, as my monthly expense was 15000 and rest was spent on biker gangs.
Everyday does not remain same. Once i commented a girl in alone, she happened to be girlfriend of rival bigger notorious biker gang leader. I was watching a porn secretly in laptop. Mom was studying, a roar
of bikes, there were 30 bikes, one bike it was leader with his girlfriend, behind him 5 more bikers had their girlfriends, rest 24 had some single bikers or double bikers. Guys had tattoos all over bodies, leader was 6ft 5 inch giant muscular, a knife was on his waist, biker knuckles, bracelet with leather jackets marked scorpion over human skull. They started abusing me with lewd rowdy remarks, abusive languages. I was shaking in fear. Mom came outside asked why they were abusing her son. Leader,” your son is showing his manhood to my girlfriend passing comments. If he is such a biker then just contest with me, if he loses i will rip his tongue from his mouth.” I came outside and asked mom to go inside which she refused. I agreed to challenge the leader. Mom said she will accompany me. I refused, but she
was adamant. She snatched my bike key and told me in one condition she will allow only if she accompanies me. All gang member laughing saying Mama’s boy, pussy, tranny, faggot, sissy hiding in mama’s porsche.
Mom,” i am not prohibiting you taking participation in challenge, after all you deserve that treatment for a girl, now your chance to show yourself as man enough. Being mom i want to see your manliness taking a challenge. I am encouraging you. I am a proud mom of my proud son.”
Her words gave me confidence and i agreed to take her with me.
I looked her angrily and told her being maid she should not cross her limits. My mom came with breakfast, it was dosa with mutton keema. Mom is a strict vegeteranian but she cooks non veg for me.mom told me to sit on bed. She sat besides me and fed me with her own hands.
Mom,” Babu, being in bad friend was bad for you like a rotten apple destroys whole apples. It is still time to focus on studies. It is character matters most. I have seen you commenting that girl on road. I was in that bus, what will i feel suppose some one pass lewd comment to me. I am a woman myself. Treat everyone well. Kamala didi is not my maid, i treat her as my didi, for her i can do my job and feed you.
So i begged her to always call me in my name, as no one is close to me except you and kamala. She gives me sisterly feelings a family i ever got. “
I anger,” why should you bother about me.”
Mom in teary eyes,”I know it is my fault, you never got mother’s love you had to, i was busy at job. Please forgive me for my faults. Punish me, beat me hurt me till your satisfaction , but never hurt yourself by doing illegal immoral deeds, it will kill me.”
In anger i ,” then die and go to hell, you have no right to be my mom.” I picked my bike keys and burst out of room. In evening i came without drinking and had dinner with mom and kamala. Mom was feeling satisfied.
Not to create emotional issue I started to bunk classes, had drink and smokes in morning with my friends and when i return to home evening everything seems normal. We changed our gathering point different from earlier route, continuing old habits. One day mom asked me to take her principal’s office, which i agreed reluctantly. Principal complained mom about my absenteeism and abusing of Madan college topper. Mom pleaded principal that these things will never occur, she showed her helplessness being single mother and her lack of love to me. Even teachers showed sympathy to me , verbally admonishing my mom. Mom listened all with heavy heart she sat on my bike, i drove KTM. It was complete silent from both side. Night mom prepared food and again advised me, being merciless i just ignored her words. Mom said she now will reduce my monthly pocket money to 20000 from 40000. It was still sufficient for me, as my monthly expense was 15000 and rest was spent on biker gangs.
Everyday does not remain same. Once i commented a girl in alone, she happened to be girlfriend of rival bigger notorious biker gang leader. I was watching a porn secretly in laptop. Mom was studying, a roar
of bikes, there were 30 bikes, one bike it was leader with his girlfriend, behind him 5 more bikers had their girlfriends, rest 24 had some single bikers or double bikers. Guys had tattoos all over bodies, leader was 6ft 5 inch giant muscular, a knife was on his waist, biker knuckles, bracelet with leather jackets marked scorpion over human skull. They started abusing me with lewd rowdy remarks, abusive languages. I was shaking in fear. Mom came outside asked why they were abusing her son. Leader,” your son is showing his manhood to my girlfriend passing comments. If he is such a biker then just contest with me, if he loses i will rip his tongue from his mouth.” I came outside and asked mom to go inside which she refused. I agreed to challenge the leader. Mom said she will accompany me. I refused, but she
was adamant. She snatched my bike key and told me in one condition she will allow only if she accompanies me. All gang member laughing saying Mama’s boy, pussy, tranny, faggot, sissy hiding in mama’s porsche.
Mom,” i am not prohibiting you taking participation in challenge, after all you deserve that treatment for a girl, now your chance to show yourself as man enough. Being mom i want to see your manliness taking a challenge. I am encouraging you. I am a proud mom of my proud son.”
Her words gave me confidence and i agreed to take her with me.
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