The Cap Boy

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
Chapter 1 from the book "too good to be"

Submitted: October 30, 2018

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Light flashes on the long 50 meters road that sits in pitch black, 3:40 am, a V8 engine stops at the footsteps of the building entrance, the passenger door opens and while he gets out he says “already had a fucked up birthday night, thanks for coming and taking me out this late, means a lot…see you tomorrow and Muh Mein Lo”. They both laugh and then the boy bangs the car door shut and the car just vanishes out of sight within seconds. He walks lamely towards the door but its secured locked, he says to himself “peeche se jaana parega”. He turns 180 degree and slowly starts walking towards the car park entrance of the building where he will use the other door. While walking under the moonlight with black Rolex in left hand , Rolex bracelet in the other ,black Shamballa around his neck,5’6 tall obese with 95kgs ,Adidas on his feet and snapback around his neck which says ‘almost famous’ reaches the elevator. He gets in the elevator, presses number 6. The elevator silently closes the door and starts to raise him up. As he is waiting in the lift….checking himself out in the mirror, he pulls up his shirt checking his fat hairy brown skin belly, he puts the finger in his belly and sniffs it making a disgusting face as if a blast of poop has gone through his nostrils. *ting* the lift stops, doors slide open , unaware of the situation he comes out of the elevator and as soon as he steps out turns left and starts walking towards his door he stops in an instant and says “o lore lag Gaye”. Two people in front of his door, dressed and covered in black, one having the Nepali khukuri and the other having a fire box safety axe. Pin drop silence as they both turn (one clockwise and the other anti-clockwise) in slow motion and began to look at the cap boy who is standing and beginning to feel as if he is an astronaut and he is about to get launched into the space. As both men approach towards him, each step they take forward, he falls a step back, limping. There a distance of 15 tiles on the floor between them suddenly out of nowhere the song starts to play ‘kendi eh nedhe aa;(whisper)boli ja; jeddiyan galan kitti aen tu karke vakhaa;lak tera hila de;now she talking punjabi;saheliyan nu chadd,put it all on me’ Dum De Dum by Zach Knight. He quickly takes his phone out of his pocket, silences the phone and keeps it back. The cap boy is standing and now feeling the rocket launch countdown is over and the lift off is about to happen and is about to feel the G-force right up in his ass. The men stealthily staring at the cap boy with wicked look on their faces suddenly the Azan begins. The cap boy looks at his pocket again and closes his eye. Now he is imagining that seconds ago he was feeling being launched into space, in a flash, he suddenly feels that he is on the moon and thinking the rumor could be true that the astronaut who went to moon and could hear the Azan and see the Great Wall of China. Azan Stops, Silent but effective fart not only brings him back from his imagination but also stops those two men for a sec or two who were stilling approaching step by step. The cap boy nervously grins at them while walking backwards and asks “Did I disturb you guys …..Did I come at the wrong time…..Should I come later?” The guy holding the Nepali khukuri says “yes you did come at the wrong time…..good you came now….you won’t be disturbing anyone hereafter. Once this (pointing towards the knife) goes through under your chin, pierces right out in the middle of your tongue, and then split it into two, I will make you look like a fucking vampire from one of the blade movies”. The cap boy screams but out of fear, his vocal chords is acting dumb. He reaches the end of the corridor leaning against the wall petrified and completely blank just like a wooden plank. Those two then approaches him, both lean towards the cap boy’s ears from each side and whispers into his ears “Happy Birthday, Gando. How was the surprise?” and bursts rolling on the floor with laughter with tears pouring out from both their eyes. The cap boy replies “tumlog ki gand surprise….kutte ke bacho, barwe, kutti ma ke bacho, chand se ho ke araha ho mein harami, dallay, choro ga nahin, mera time bhi ayega... Jaan nikaal di meri …fuckers” and he laughs with mix emotions and joins the other two who are still on the floor laughing uncontrollably. Minutes ago, the vibe on the 6th floor corridor which was full of intense fear and evil is now full of laughter and joy. This is the story them friends. This is the story of the cap boy. Intro Song: High End by Diljit Dosanjh


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