Mr kishan:- ISHAN COME TO YOUR SENSE. YOU BOTH ARE MEN. AND LOVING EACH OTHER IS WRONG. WHAT WILL SOCIETY SAY?
Ishan:- I don't care, what your so called society will say. I love shubman and that's it.
Mrs kishan:- Look ishan if you want him as you timepass and enjoyment. We wouldn't have said anything but loving him, a man? It's very wrong. Leave him ishan, we will marry you to a rich, wealthy and beautiful girl.
Shub:- Aunty, you should try to understand your son first. He loves me aunty and I love him even more. Society never shut their mouth but that doesn't mean we should live according to society.
Mr kishan:- shut up, you f*cking poor moron and ishan listen carefully leave him now or I will throw you out from my property.
Ishan looked up at shubman and his tensed figure loose as a smile made it's way.
Ishan:- He is my comfort, my safe place dad. Leaving your money and luxury is nothing if I am getting his love in return.
Mrs kishan:- don't forget ishan. We are the one who are providing you these luxurious houses, cars and unlimited money. If you choose this bastard over us then gave our everything back and get out of our house.
Ishan took a deep breathe as with a smile he took out his wallet and kept some cards on the front table together with his silver dimond embedded watch.
Ishan:- Here mom and dad. I am leaving everything you two have given and please don't call my shubman with wrong names. I won't tolerate my future husband's disrespect.
Ishan turned towards shub and caressed his cheeks.
Ishan:- jaan can you go and pack our clothes with our important things.
Shubman hesitated to let ishan alone with his angry parents but when ishan held his hands and nodded his head, he understood and gave him some alone time with his parents.
Mr kishan:- Ishan i am warning you for the last time. Don't be mad in this so called f*cking love. Just think, what if someone from outside got to know that our younger son came out as a gay. We will be ashamed ishan. Our years of reputation will be ruined.
Ishan:- shut up, now I won't listen a word ahead mr kishan. All you two cared about your fame, your reputation and this society. For once, tell me even for once did you thought about your sons. You two loved bhaiya because he was an excellent student from the start so you two started giving bhaiya your all attention and love. No matter how much I tried, whenever I called you two and shared my achievements happily all you said,
* Ishan we don't have time for your rubbish. Just buy anything you want as our reward and don't disturb until it's very important*
Mom you gave birth to me and raj bhaiya. How can you discriminate between us? How can you ignore your one son while shower your other son with love. Well, I know the reason because You two saw the future hier of you company in bhaiya, Right? But did for once you thought what bhaiya wanted to do in his life? Never, you two never did that.
Mom ,dad thanks for ignoring me and not loving me. Atleast now I am not binded like raj bhaiya to do what you two wants in return of your love which every parents gives to their child.
Shubman came downstairs with a suitcase and bag as he went near ishan and wiped his tears while helping his hand softy.
Shub:- Ish, is this your final decision?
Ishan:- this was a very needed decision shubi. Now I don't have to burn in hope to get loved by my own parents. They never acted like a parent even now all they are thinking about is their reputation and respect. They not for once even said, we can calmly talk about this. They just want me to leave you and marry the girl they have chosen for me and I won't do that.
Mr kishan:- don't f*cking lecture and blame us ishan. I swear if you get's out of this house then I will think my younger son died.
Ishan wiped his tears and crouched down touching mr and mrs kishan's feet.
Ishan:- for the last time, I am taking your blessing mom dad because from now on I won't have any parents.
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