"I refuse to fight you, young sir", Rishabh imitated a medieval accent. The drunk packed a hard punch and caused Rishabh's to bleed out.
"How bout now?" The idiot had the audacity to talk back after assaulting my husband in public. Instead of giving in to his animalistic urge of a duke-it-out session, Rishabh played his wall street card and handed a green Benjamin to the most buff guy in the bar.
"Beat that douche for me and tell him to stay off my wife".
RK, the fox, had started a bar fight in which he stood spectator. The men exchanged physical blows back and forth until the bouncers dispersed the crowd. The blame shifted to brain behind the attack as the two men kissed and made up, not literally. These rich men, they are the ones who make us all fight, the crowd declared.
"I question your IQ scores Rishabh".
"I agree. I should have gotten a higher number".
"You did not impress me at all".
"My evolutionary biology professor would argue otherwise". He referred to the fight session and its sexual connotations.
"Your professor would also say preying mantis eats her mate. You want that, hun?"
"If you insist. Only after we do all that a preying mantis does".
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At a later time
"RK, what is this?"
"Whatever it is, I didn't do it. I am innocent".
"Really? Who would take a picture of our first morning kiss from this angle and post it on twitter for the world to see?"
"I did that two minutes ago. Technology is fast".
"Haven't we had enough bad publicity for the month? You duel is not off the public's minds".
"No publicity is bad publicity, remember that".
"I am a law student. I have a reputation to maintain".
"I don't do anything trouble precedes me".
"Your publicist has had 8 missed calls in the last ten seconds. You really do cause internet freak outs. The Sangh, or whatever the anti-you party is, are protesting. People are being arrested in India. Have some shame".
"One of these days, I going to get out of the house without causing a freak out".
"I do not see that day coming anytime soon" .
From the corner of my eye, I inspected a flash in his device capturing me in one of his shirts. My sleeves folded up and hair resembling dreadlocks, I would not want to be seen in this attire if this were my last day on earth.
"Facebook, tweet, instagram. Done". He let himself freefall onto the bed I just made.
"I thought I made myself clear. No pictures".
"Too late. Hashtag camera shy", he clicked another picture.
"Rishabh, I am getting hate mail".
"Good. People are taking note".
"Of how immodestly I dress".
"At night, in private".
"Keyword being private. Thanks to you, every cheapster with internet access now has the ability to objectify me".
"Only showing what I have got".
"I will bring a court order if I have to".
"We do not have a morality clause in our agreement. Free spirits".
" Better you stop while I am playing nice".
"Taken down, I tell my followers. My wife does not practice what she preaches".
"Fine, do not complain when I get more twitter followers than you". I picked up a tablet to enter the revered world of social media.
"I will run down blind alleys to track you". He snatched my iPad away.
"Then, don't ever let me steal the limelight. You do not want to unleash the possibilities".
'When we get pregnant, I will announce on my twitter. Then we will see who can draw a crowd".
"I will be the one carrying the child, bump and all. Pretty sure I will grace magazine covers".
"I will stay at home with the kid. That's pretty dramatic. 'Billionaire businessman on paternity leave'. Pretty shocking for India, ain't it?"
"Shooting arrows in the dark, are we? I bet you can't handle babysitting a child for a day let alone raising one".
"Challenge accepted".
"Why do you take everything as a challenge?"
"Someone is afraid of losing".
"I think not. I pick the kid and the mama, twelve whole hours".
"Prepare to be amazed".
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