A month had not passed and he had enough money to buy a flat. Now even I feared to be with him. He was absent in the tuition, in the playground .He was busy bribing the police whenever I saw him. Soon, he was one of our richest friend circles.
I started missing him. After all he was my best friend. One day I called him up.
“Hello...”
“Vaii..!” how are you?” he was excited in excitement.
“Can you meet me today afternoon at the park, I wanna talk to you”, I said firmly.
“Ok darling, I’ll be there at 6pm sharp”, I hated whenever he called me darling.
It was six. I was waiting there for him, nearly 20 minutes he came and sat beside me, life a cigarette which seemed longer than his fingers, it was some unknown European brand.
“What are you doing??” I started .
He looked at the cigarette and started at me,”what? This?” he thought I was telling him about the cigarette.
“No you stupid! Your business!” I cleared his anguish .
“What about my business? It’s running smooth”.
“You turning inhuman buddy”.
“Why??” that was the question he bolted in return.”
“Do you think now you are n anyway better than a prostitute? You are drug broker!”
The word ‘Drug Broker’ hit his heart, I knew it would.
“”Please, don’t say like that, you that I’m doing all this for my love”, that was the only reason he could show.
“But do you think that if you’re, so called ‘LOVE’ comes to know about your reality she’ll be ready to be with you? You plan to start a new relationship, new life with Black money?” I said.
He was quite, maybe he was thinking.”Leave all this, straighten to your life, you are wasting your whole life year”, I shot again.
He was thinking still, it was queer to see the veins had pumped up in his body, his face had grew red even his dark complexion could not hide his expression.
Suddenly he jumped to stand straight facing me, he shouted at me,” You’re jealous, you are just jealous that now I have money and you don’t. What are you talking about love? What do you know? You don’t even have a girlfriend!!”
That was the first time I realized only money had the power to completely changed a man, break a friendship.
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