WAS I BORN IN THE WRONG WAY?

Part 2

On the day of our farewell, I decided to confess about my feelings, to thank him for every favour he did on me. I was the happiest of all day. When I was on my way to him, I overheard him talking with his friends that how annoying I'm to him and how tough it is for him to tolerate my smiling face. I was flabbergasted, I dropped the gift I bought for him and got caught by them. The smile on his face wasn't the usual one. It was full of mockery, a really creepy smile that made me tripbecause of the shivers in my spine. That when I saw him turning into a monster, a monster trying to tear me ignoring all my crying and begging. I couldn't see myself in shower for few months after that incident. He killed a part of me that day.

I never knew I will see a vulgar side of this society. Why couldn't I be accepted the way I am? This was a question that was stuck at back of my head. I studied hard, became a good doctor and then another day came when my life turned upside down!When I already had the courage to tell my parents about who I actually am.

"Ma!! Papa!! I am Gay" I don't know how many times I practiced it in my mind. When I was there standing in front of them, I was shivering, I felt like I was accepting a crime I didn't even know I'd committed. I hated myself at that moment where my own identity was something I was not able to open up about.Finally I said, "Ma!! Papa!! I am Gay".

They both looked like they were stuck by lightning. There was a complete silence for 2 long minutes when my dad said, "Don't you dare tell anyone about this, or you will see our dead faces". My mother on the other hand was crying as if I was already dead. They were cursing god for giving them a son like me.

I finally gave up, I shouted "I am 28 now, and I knew about this when I was 15. It's been 13 years I've been working hard for you guys, have you ever thought of what I wanted? Have you ever asked me if I wanted to be a doctor? You commanded and I fulfilled it, hoping if I will do everything according to you, one day I will be able to trade my life with it. But you guys? Are you really my parents? 20 mins ago you were bragging because your son became one of the best doctors in India and now you feel ashamed of me, because I am a Gay? How does, the fact changed that I am still one of the best, even if I am a Gay, because I'm still human just like you all? How am I different? You never knew how much it haunted me throughout my life and still you are ready to abandon me?

Was I born in a wrong way?

Or was I born in a wrong place and society?

What is my mistake?

Why do I've to struggle?

Why am I the one only suffering?

Even if I am gay, I am still the same son of yours.Or should I give up being your son?Or should I give up living?Can't I expect my parents to love each and every part of me?Every one used me, you and even the guy I loved. You were so busy bragging about me that you didn't notice the time I was suffering from all this pain".

A?N: Hope you guys are enjoying the story till now, I'll be updating the last part later. Thank you for reading till here. Keep supporting me.

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