Chapter 3

She parked her Lolita near the old banyan tree in the backside of the market complex in Rajouri where she usually parked her scooty.she made her way thought the lot and reached "Meenakshi Towers" on the corner of the market.the gaurd Ramkumar got and saluted her and she said "Namaste ramkumar bahiya" and she pace up the staircases.Ramkumar always got up for her , he liked her she reminded him of his daughter who was in his village and he rarely got to see her.
She climbed up the old dingy stairs and reached office well not an office really it was "Sweety's Massage Parlor".Sweety's gave small ads in newspapers which said that they offered 5star/7star service for clients , in reality Sweety's was a place where a man came to get his loins massaged and not his body.Sweety's was a brothel like thousands of brothel in the city which disguised themselves as massage parlors.No one knew who was the pioneer of this "massage parlor " trend but still they existed in thousands in every nook and corner of the city.The parlors were for everyone be it gay or straight, they offered everything from bronzed muscular men to busty women from all parts of the country.The men who came there were of many kinds, they were those of came there regularly these were the guys who worked as business executives or had small businesses in the market and the other kinds ranging form tenth grader out for some "experience" to traveling businessmen to sexually unsatisfied men whose wives were to big and huge to penetrate or had spent so much time in temples and kirtans and religious things that there husbands felt like as if they were making love to someone out of Ramananad Sagar's tele serials.
She made her way into the parlor thought the back door and she went to the cabin marked "Office".There she met her boss Sweety.He was a fat old man with freckles all over his , he was dark as the night.He was a homosexual and he had named himself Sweety his real name was Satish Singh .He looked up at her and smiled , he was in a good mood today , he had met his old flame this morning , his name was Amir and he was the one who first showed him his true self.
He liked her because her pain reminded him of his suffering.Sweety or Satish had gone through a lot.He was only 16 when he found out that he was gay , he belonged to a poor family , his father was a motor mechanic and his mother was a sweeper in a government office.he could tell no one about his tendencies and he kept in closet for years.He was 20 when he was married to Bimala who was a sweeper at her mother's school.He was a motor mechanic but he worked on imported cars and that made him earn fairly well and his house was one of the few houses which had both a television and a refrigerator.Satish was a hardworking man who engulfed himself in his job for hours and hours at a stretch.the reality was that he had procreated with Bimala and had a child , it was girl whom he loved a lot, yet he never felt "home" , he never felt anything for Bimala.She was a dutiful wife and she served him like any Indian wife would,yet even she knew something was terribly wrong in the marriage.She tried asking him several times but he always avoided the issue.Satish met Amir in his garage , Amir was a male prostitute who had brought in his new "Lancer" for some repair work.He was a handsome man with short cropped hair and long legs with a an awesome jawline on his face which made him look like Greek god.He wore a tight blue stone washed denim jeans and a Polo jersey.
Satish felt an immediate attraction for Amir, he loved his smile and the childishness that emulated from his eyes.he was in love and for the first time in many years he wished that he wasn't born as he knew Amir wasn't his type and he would never love him.Amir on the other hand found the ruggedness of Satish and his men very sexy , he deliberately used to bang his car so that he could get a chance to see Satish and his oily greasy hands , he wished that Satish would one day rub his masculine greasy hands on his body.
then on day Satish went to Amir's house with the car which he had just finished.He knocked on his door and Amir asked him to come in , he asked Satish "paani piyogey?" Satish coyly replied"nahee bas theek hai", Amir knew he wanted something and he went to his fridge and got a bottle of beer and opened it for him, "Lo peelo yaar" , Satish took the bottle and gulped the beer and Amir lost control of himself and he pushed him o the wall and kissed him and the next thing Satish knew that he was in Amir's arms all night.the next day he told Bimala about himself and he left the house , he quit his job and moved in with Amir.
Amir ran a "massage parlor" in Vasant Kunj,Satish was named Sweety by him and gradually Amir and Sweety grew apart and Sweety opened his own "parlor" in Rajouri.Yet they both loved each other and they met occasionally.