THE RUDE JUNIOR

Hello there I'm mole. Did I became your friend now. Either way you have to tolerate me. Without any further delay let's jump into the story.

Another shiny day. As always SONAR went to his college. SONAR, wise captain of literature club. He likes to write poems. That's the only way he can express his pain. Guess what. No one usually like his poems. why would they? They can't connect to the idea of the poems 'coz they aren't at the place of SONAR. Only he knows how he feels. He was helping the captain in some club stuffs . Someone entered. Nope they are 3 boys. One of them grabbed the neck of captain. Ahhh that Bull . Strong from the body but empty mind. SONAR tried to solve the dispute but one of them held his hand tightly. The BULL gave some warnings to the captain and left. As in anger SONAR asked the person who held his hand weather his parents taught him manners about how to respect someone who is elder from him. The rotten junior replied,'' Weak feminine boys should not talk back to the strong person". Their eyes were right into each other. A minimum distance of a finger between their faces. The rotten junior slid his thumb over the lips of SONAR and said ,''I know you are into boys. A gay like you should never try to mess with REAL BOY''. SONAR's watery eyes were looking angrily into the eyes of the rotten kid.

One more day with water in the eyes and scars on his soul.