A year to go to the monastery
261 Words
"You go to the monastery in 2016. After Trump wins the election? Who's Trump?" Rajit asked. They were sitting at his place, eating dinner. Vikram slowly started making dinner as the food from outside wasn't agreeing with him entirely and his salary doesn't cover eating out every day after all the necessary expenses are to be made.
"Donald Trump is going to be the next president of the US. He announced his run for presidency just last month in this time. He's gonna do a lot to turn voters towards him and despite people thinking he won't win, he will win. And needless to say, keep this information to you"
"Could this be something that needs to change?"
"Honestly, I'm still not sure. The problem is if this was a planned trip then the idea was already put in somewhere. The discussion would've happened. The only problem is that I don't remember it, yet. If it is not planned, then I need as much information as to what I was doing before I came back to 2015"
"That's true. So, what was I doing in 2016?" Rajit asked, curiously.
"You know, that's information I cannot give you, right?" Vikram said. There was no point hiding this from Rajit anyway.
"How is it going to matter?"
"Because you also end up as part of the cause, Rajit"
"You're just saying a stupid thing to not tell me the reasons" Rajit said, hitting him on the shoulder.
"You go to the US for higher studies. You go there and do a 2 year course in business analytics and later, join the cause"
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