love in the Ghetto

"Oh... For heavens sake....where are my jeans gone?.... I clearly remember I undressed here... And why don't I find my mobile phone?.....good lord... What's happening here early morning man?... Anikk opens his bedroom door, in his half pant, dashes down the stairs towards the kitchen. "Mummy.. Can I get my phone and my jeans please?.. Or help me at least to find it?.... he opens the freezer and pulls out a can of apple juice and slams back the freezer's door. "Anikk, dear darling, how many times do I have to remind you to close the freezer gently?... And the bottle you have in your hand is not an apple juice my son.." Anikk looks down the bottle and reads "a-p-p-l-e ...c-i-d-e-r ...v-i-n-i-g-e-r...oh..I don't wanna slim down that fast...." And keeps the bottle on the dinning table smiling with foolishness.... "Back to the freezer.....Anikk... Anikk...!!" screams his mother as he walks through the dinning hall and pushes himself out in the hallway... " dad...can you ring my phone once please... I can't find it ever since I woke... I don't know why do my gazettes take a night walk..." " I can hear it ringing in your room boy" says his dad and disconnects the call to continue scrolling through the morning headlines in his laptop... Anikk walks upstairs and slams his bedroom door.. Bangggg...! "slow Anikk, you will break that door someday" "I will remember that next time dad"... And he louders his music volume. It's 7 am in the morning. The sun is briskly shining through Anikk's bedroom window on that half opened curtain. Anikk is checking his phone and the rap song is adding a melody to the moment. His half pant and his bathroom slippers are just matching with common blue and purple stripes. He bought that slippers from the same store where he got his half pants. Anikk is a very choosy boy. He just turned 19 some days ago and he got his new car as a birthday gift. You know, the life of a millionaire's son is very intricated. He was born to a doctor and a successful businessman. It was when Anikk's father had a car accident and went to see a doctor, that they met in a hospital. "Mr. Aric, I think you will reach home even if you drive slow in such rainy days" said Dr. Neha. That was the moment Mr. Aric fell in love with such a caring personality. They dated for a year and finally decided to marry. Anikk is their only son and ever since they met, they haven't had any serious misunderstanding. Twenty two years of marriage is a long way and such marriage without any problem is another sweetest thing to see in a world of divorce and mutual separation. Anikk was a pampered child. He was the apple of his parents eye. He was a wise boy with a lovely smile and was an amazing person to be with. Anyone who spends an hour with him would, without hesitation go for the next because of his gentleness. Age is not just a number. Age is a growth indicated in numbers. Anikk was soon going to take a U-turn in his life with his recent birthday. He was a person who loved adventures and would never miss his youths camps because that was the only time when he could height his mischievous man hidden inside him. Recently he had gone for a 10 day hike with his new friends and he shared about his experience to his parents for almost a month. I know you can imagine how crazy was he for adventure. His parents knew about this and often times they would decide to send him for such events. It was one Sunday afternoon, the sun was not in its glow, Anikk was in the front lawn of his house, fixing his bycycle's chain that he heard the ring on the main gate. Mr. Aric was on his lounge by the side of the pool talking with his wife about the next interior changes of their bungalow. Anikk rushed to the watchman who was responding to the gate bell. He shoved the watchman and interrupted the conversation and asked, ....."do you have any idea about some trips recently uncle?.... I really am looking forward for a good long vacation with friends of my age." .... "Hahaha.... I will inform you, if I get any info Anikk" replied the mailman as he started his bike to move to the next building. " wait a min... Anikk... Do you want to join a group on a study tour?... If you are interested, talk to your parents and let me know tomorrow"... "Dad, uncle wants to talk to you..." And he forced the mailman by his waist to step inside the gate. "Good morning Dr. Neha, I think Anikk wants me to talk to you about the next trip" said the man and walked next to the pool where Mr. Aric was lying on his rest chair under the canopy. "Aah... Please come and join us over the tea... Please take a seat" offered Mr. Aric. And they took the talk to their own world when Anikk interrupted. " you tell dad when is the event happening and I will get ready..... How many sugar uncle?".... "One is fine Anikk... Thank you" said the tired mailman. "Dr. Neha, it's about the next week's program on youths...." And before the old man could finish she replied, "Anikk is going... I have read about it in the afternoon news... Heard its about 100 students going into the woods?"... " Ah.. Yes Dr. You heard it right. There are these boys and girls who want to explore the life of villagers and write on the beauty of nature" "This is going to be fun... Wow..!" screamed Anikk and off he went to his room.