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Karamjit’s life continued in the same manner for the next one month. He would clean streets, houses, and wash dishes to get some money for his rent. And he was successfully paying it after every week without ever missing a single payment. That gave him some relief that at least he is not a burden to his uncle now by being able to manage his own expenses. He would earn sufficient money which would save him some bucks even after paying his rent. One day, while he was coming back after attending his class, a shrill voice stopped him from behind.
“ Hey dude, can you stop for a second?” it said. Karamjit stood there afraid to turn around until the man who had called him came to him. “ Where are you heading to?” “ Why should I tell you?” said Karamjit. “ Boy, you are very eccentric. Do you know that I am in your class? It’s been three months for you in this university and since the time I have been observing you, I have never seen you talk to anyone. You are quiet in the lectures after which you straight away leave the campus without mingling with anyone. Is everything okay with you or is it just that you talk less with strangers?” “ I am good. Thank you. I don’t need your help.” “Woah ... dude. You are being too rude. Listen, me along with my friends can hang out with you if you feel lonely. What’s the matter huh? Tell me.” “ Please leave my way. I have to leave for home” said Karamjit. And he left as soon as he finished saying it.
The next day, while he was sitting in the lecture room, the same guy came to him and sat next to him. Karamjit’s posture began to fall down as if he was almost going down the chair on which he was sitting. Some other bunch of boys and girls came with that guy. “ Hey guys, this is the person I was talking about” he said. “ What’s your name dude?” he asked. “What do you want with my name?” “ Calm down dude, why are you hyper all the time? I am just asking your name.” he said. “Karamjit” he responded. “ Guys, meet Karamjit.” He said to his friends as everybody started waving at him. “Karamjit, these are my friends. I am Nile from Haiti.” He said and then started introducing every one of his friends to Karamjit.
Karamjit felt comfortable now as he perceived no threat from those people. “ So are you free today? Maybe we can have some fun in the cafeteria together.” Nile asked. “ Well, I don’t have to do anything specific for today but.....” “ Well, that’s great then. Let’s meet in the cafeteria after the lecture.” Said Nile as he interrupted Karamjit. “But what are we going to do in the cafeteria?” “ Umm... Nothing specific. We will have our lunch and talk some politics, some sports, some general issues. That would give us a clear picture of what’s going on around us.” “ So, is it a kind of group discussion?” “ You can say so. Discussions are a good way to sort out some uncluttered things in your mind and we generally do it to get rid of our old ways of thinking. You know, to think in a creative way. To get the things done in a new and unprecedented way. Hope you are getting it. Haven’t you talked to any stranger before? Don’t mind Karamjit but it seems to me that you are into yourself all the time, hasn’t anyone pointed out that to you before?” he asked. “ A lot of them did actually. But doesn’t matter to me. I am the way I am. And I believe if someone really likes you, they would accept you the way you are. So I don’t have any unrealistic expectations from anyone either. I mind my own business and I expect others to do the same.” “ You are surely different man. Okay, the lecture is about to start. But anyhow, as I said, come to the cafeteria after the lecture and I’ll see you there.” Said Nile.
As the lecture finished, Karamjit was about to leave for his apartment when all of a sudden Nile shouted from behind. “Hey Karamjit, don’t run away. I told you to come to cafeteria, where are you going now?” “ Can we talk some other day?” he asked. “ Do you have to do something important today?” “ Not really. But....” “Then no but. Come, let’s get to know one another better.” Said Nile as he hold Karamjit’s hand and dragged him alongside to the cafeteria. They sat down on the chair for some time and after about two minutes, some of Nile’s friends also joined them. Karamjit as usual felt uncomfortable in large groups of people. “ Can I leave now, please?” he asked. “ We have just come here, Karamjit. Okay, tell us something about you.” Asked Nile.
And slowly and hesitatingly, Karamjit began to give him a description of himself. His early life In Patiala, his friends Riya and Amrit and then how he got the opportunity to study in the Bahamas. Even though Karamjit was living from hand to mouth, he was perceived to be some rich brat because of the watch he was wearing which seemed to be very expensive. And everybody who saw him with that watch on his wrists would literally believe that he is some super wealthy guy but in fact, he barely had any money left now. Nile was constantly chattering with his friends and Karamjit would just sit there sipping his coffee and listen to them talk.
They would ask for his opinion on some matters in the middle of the discussion but he would generally refrain from expressing his views on a specific topic. “Okay, I’ll have to go now.” “ See you tomorrow Karamjit, Bye. And don’t pay the bill. We’ll pay it for you.” “ N0-N0. Why should you pay my bill? I’ll pay it myself.” “We are friends Karamjit. You don’t have to worry about nothing. You just go. We’ll pay for it. After all, we can pay just five bucks for our new friend huh?” he said jokingly.
Karamjit left and as soon as he went out of their sight, Nile began to talk to his friends about Karamjit. “ Did you see that guys?” “What?” one of them asked. “ This dude is super rich.” Said Nile. “ How do you know that?” “ You klutz, didn’t you see the watch he was wearing on his wrist? That tell you a whole lot more about him then he actually revealed.” “ So what?” someone said. “ What do you mean ‘so what’?” he continued. “ I mean, he is a good funding source for our parties dude. He won’t mind giving us some money for our bar parties. Don’t you get it? We have got this one after a lot of time.” “ That’s a good idea” someone said. “ And this dude doesn’t even have the courage to speak for himself so even if we take his money, he wouldn’t dare to speak against that. I don’t know whether I should be glad that I am gifted with a victim like him or feel sad for his ignorance that he cannot see his own good just because of the pressure of other people with him. This the worst thing that you could ever do to yourself i.e. to doubt yourself and allow others to dictate your life. Ha... Rich guy with a poor mind” said Nile as he laughed off.
When Karamjit met Nile the next day, Nile told him to go with them for a party. Karamjit as always tried to refuse but in the end, Nile took him along with him and his other friends. “Come with me Karamjit” said Nile as he sat on his bike. Karamjit sat on the back seat and Nile drove them through the narrow streets for five minutes until they reached the ‘Pro Bar’. Karamjit although thought that it was not right for him to do this party stuff as he thought that it would be a kind of betrayal with the trust that his uncle placed on him before he came here. He could almost remember the words of his uncle striking his mind that he spoke to him that night. He couldn’t waste his time in these unnecessary things but now he was already at the Bar so he found it absurd to resist at this moment.
He went along with Nile into the bar. This was his first time that he went in a bar. He knew that it was not right for him to do that and even his conscience stated to him that somehow it was not right to go with those people to the bar at such a time in evening but he still continued as it was too late for him to go back now. He saw the DJ playing the songs, dancers dancing on the jiggling dancing floor. While some of them were drinking beer and other drinks and talking. Nile took Karamjit with him to the front bar and ordered a Standard. Karamjit didn’t knew what a standard was. So he asked him , “ What is a standard?”
“Standard? You don’t know what a standard is?” Nile responded with an unusual surprised look. “ Standard is the special beer in the Bahamas. When you open the bottle, smoke comes out of it. And boy, let me tell you, standard is the best that you can get in the Bahamas. It feels like you are drinking and smoking at the same time.” “Back home, we have the famous Patiala Peg, but don’t order for me, please. I don’t drink” said Karamjit. “ Are you kidding me dude? You don’t drink? That’s shocking. You haven’t taken a drink ever before?” he asked. “ I have tasted beer before but I am not a regular liquor drinker.” “ That’s terrible man. So what do you want to eat. Order something for yourself.” Karamjit resisted to drink or eat anything. “ No, I am good man. Don’t want to eat or drink anything. Thanks for asking” he said. “ No-no. You have to have something. Let me order a coke for you.” Nile pressurized him saying that.
Nile along with his friends started drinking, meanwhile, Karamjit was lost in the glamour and lighting of the bar as he looked around the bar and saw everywhere he looked that people were dressed up in a rather undignified manner which reflected to him a part of the culture that they have originated. Nile saw Karamjit sitting idle so he called him and asked him to drink the standard. “ Karamjit just have a taste of the standard and you will ask for it again.” “ No, I have told you before that I don’t drink” “ Look, I am not asking you to drink the whole bottle . Just sip a little and feel its taste. Take it and be a man. You are not a kid anymore telling that you can’t drink. At least taste it man.” He said as he handed over the bottle of standard to Karamjit.
Karamjit took a sip out of it and felt its bitter taste. “ Its good right? Drink some more of it” insisted Nile. Karamjit took some more of the standard and felt better drinking it. He continued to drink and Nile could see that it was now difficult for him to stop Karamjit from drinking it and he was successful in making him drunk. It was too late for Karamjit to realize that he had gone too far until he emptied the whole bottle. But he still didn’t stop there. He asked Nile for another bottle. And Nile ordered it. After finishing the second bottle, Karamjit could take it no more and Nile could feel that he was completely wet with liquor and it was the right time to talk to Karamjit and let him reveal all his secrets without any effort from his part. He asked Karamjit to talk about his life at Patiala and his relationship with Riya.
Karamjit couldn’t keep himself focused on anything. Instead his mind went back to Riya and that amazing last night of passionate sex. He eyed one of the dancers who seemed to be looking at him and smiled at her with a wanting stare. She winked at him. That was when he felt himself get aroused. He was in the right headspace to blow everything on alcohol and women. He missed Riya, and the best way to fix such painful yearning was to satisfy his male urges. He started breathing heavier and drinking more, drowning out the thoughts with anything he could. Nile sat back in disbelief, well aware he wasn’t getting anything out Karamjit tonight. He was already gone. “You know what? We can just sit here and enjoy ourselves,” he said.
“I’m not sittin’ nowhere,” said Karamjit.
And Karamjit had no sense of what he was talking about after drinking two bottles of standard which made him completely hypnotized releasing excess amounts of dopamine in his brain giving him pleasurable sensations. He tried to stand up but trembled and fell back on the ground again. Nile picked him up. “ Ha-Ha-Ha. Looks like you have drank too much Karamjit. Two bottles of standard huh? It could make even the professionals drowsy, and this was the first time you drank. Ha-Ha-Ha” he laughed it off.
Karamjit went ahead to the dancers on the dancing floor and grabbed one of them and started dancing with them. It was something that he couldn’t have imagined doing without getting wet with alcohol.
He approached the dancer just as she was stepping off the stage. “How much would it cost me to buy you a drink?” he asked her in a slurred voice.
She looked at him and smirked, knowing she found herself someone worthy of her time. “That depends on your tab,” she said.
“I’ll give you all I got,” said Karamjit, clearly not thinking clearly. The woman walked with him to one of the booths in the back, giving him a chance to plead his case as he insisted on buying her a drink, calling over a waitress and sitting across from her. “So uh, tell me what you’re into and I’ll do it,” he exclaimed. “I haven’t planned on stopping yet so... what’s your name?”
“Sherry,” she said with a chuckle, finding him both laughably pathetic yet endearingly cute. “You seem funny. Maybe I would like to get to know you better.” The dancer kicked off one of her heels and moved her naked foot slowly up Karamjit’s leg as he could feel all the blood rushing to his dick as it immediately became erect. Karamjit’s face of excited intrigue told Sherry all she needed to know as she smirked and moved her foot upwards. Karamjit felt it rub over his girthy meat as he looked down to see her beautiful painted toes softly caressing his package. Sherry chuckled. “You know, I really enjoy this type of casual conversation, Karamjit,” she said slyly to him just as the waitress left. “Just don’t mind under the table.”
Karamjit breathed out slowly as he tried to form a coherent sentence. All he could think about was this woman’s foot as it rubbed up on his dick with such eagerness. He was too drunk to question why she would be so interested, but it was clear she wasn’t going to mince words about what she was willing to do for a payday. Her toes clenched around the formation of his shaft on his pants as she stroked it slowly. Karamjit said nothing but stared wide-eyed at her as the waitress returned and set down their drinks. Sherry used her toes to slowly unzip Karamjit’s pants as he almost jumped in his seat. He startled the waitress as he quickly saved face. “Excuse me,” he said. “I think this might be my last one.”
Sherry grinned as she put her foot back into her heel and strapped it back up with a finger. “Why not save that drink and follow me,” she said as she winked at him.
She stood up and strutted her way to the back of the building to the woman’s bathroom. She watched to make sure Karamjit was looking as she motioned for him to follow her. Karamjit nodded and he casually made his way out of his seat, stumbling along the way. His heart was pounding with excitement as he was ready and willing to try out Sherry’s kinky sales pitch, his body too drunk and horny to think of anything else. He quickly walked towards the bathroom and stood near the woman’s door. He rubbed around his collar and cleared his throat only to see the door swing open and Sherry grab him by the lining of his pants and pull him into the small single person bathroom before anyone noticed.
“Sherry, was it? What are you-“ Karamjit began to speak but Sherry was quick to press her hands firmly against his mouth and shush him. He looked around and realized it wasn’t a bathroom at all, but a private room meant for personal dances. “A-are you about to give me a dance?”
She smirked a devilishly sly grin as her hand ran down the side of the door behind him and he could hear her lock it. Karamjit breathed out heavily as he watched her step back away from him and begin to sway her body sexually. “Something like this?” she whispered to him. She gestured again for him to keep quiet with a seductively little grin and wiggle of the shoulder before she slipped her hand down her navel and into her pants. She moved her skinny body like a wave in front of Karamjit as he found himself slowly reaching down and stroking his hard dick while staring at her. “Is this what you like?” she asked
“You’re goddamn right it is,” said Karamjit with a drunken hiccup as he watched with exhilaration.
Sherry bit her lip and nodded to him that she really wanted to see his piece. Karamjit breathed out and shrugged at this point. It had gone past the point of too far. He knew he was buying what she was selling before she did anything else. He slowly unzipped his pants as Sherry started noticeably rubbing herself with her hand down her panties. She moaned some as she watched Karamjit slowly pull his dick out of his boxer briefs. She gasped at the size, having not truly noticed before how big he felt. She licked her lips and nodded for him to start stroking it in front of her. Karamjit nodded as he rubbed his hands along his shaft in a slow motion for her to watch. His precum was already glistening on top of his head as Sherry took a step closer. She looked at Karamjit with a sly smile as she pulled her fingers up from her panties and sucked on them.
Karamjit watched as Sherry slowly undid the buttons of her dancer’s blouse to reveal the black lingerie bra that left little to the imagination underneath. She pushed her hands up on her breasts for him to stare at and appreciate their softness. She leaned extra close to Karamjit to where he could feel her hot breath on his lips. She grabbed his hands and guided them to her chest as Karamjit was more than happy to take hold of her. As he did, Sherry kissed him hard and he slipped his hands under her bra and grasped a hold of her pointy, hard nipples. Sherry moaned into Karamjit’s mouth as he squeezed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him away from the door. The two walked back towards the counter of the restroom as Karamjit could feel his dick pressed against Sherry’s bare stomach.
Sherry then pulled her arms back and leaned against the counter, her hands grasping Karamjit’s dick tight. Karamjit clenched her breasts in surprise as he looked at her. Sherry wore a devious smile as she looked back at him before slowly going down on him. Karamjit gasped in exasperation as he felt Sherry’s warm lips cup his head and suck off the salty sweet precum that had been milking out of him. Sherry grasped Karamjit’s pants and boxers and swiftly pulled them down to reveal his full package. She grasped her hands firmly on his testicles as she dropped her head deeper down on his dick. Karamjit groaned at the amazing sensation. Her tongue caressed his rigid shaft as she explored up and down the entirety of his dick. She was on her feet, squatting so he could see how flexible she was as she mouth hugged his shaft with vigor.
Sherry sucked hard on Karamjit’s dick. To the point he could hear her nearly gag herself as she went at it like a hungry animal getting overly excited about their first time. She caressed Karamjit’s balls in her hand in such a way he could feel her milking his dick with more precum that she happily swallowed. Sherry started going harder still as she was getting serious. She pushed Karamjit back towards the wall as she thrusted his dick down her throat vigorously. She grasped the lower end of his shaft with her hand as she paid special attention to his upper half. Karamjit writhed some in the overload of sensations as he could feel himself drawing closer to an orgasm. He didn’t want to cum immediately and potentially lose out on performing for this woman.
Karamjit made an attempt at moving Sherry up so he could take charge but she refused to budge from her position. Karamjit could see she was masturbating furiously through her pants with her free hand as the taste of his dick was more than enough for her. She gagged and deepthroated him as saliva dripped off his dick with each pull of her mouth. She used her hand on his dick to start twisting and using the lubrication to double the amount of pleasure that Karamjit felt. Karamjit practically danced in his shoes as he felt his whole body clenching up. He grasped at her hair and squeezed a ball of it in his hand, Sherry enjoyed the enthusiasm as she moaned on his dick. She could feel it throbbing from the sensations and reaching a point that it would overload. She stroked his dick as she felt the hot liquid shoot through his dick and into her mouth.
Karamjit watched in shock and awe as Sherry sucked hard on his dick to drink up his cum. He held back his desire to moan loudly as he watched her continue to stroke out over the last drop that she could lap up with her tongue. Her whole body arched as she gasped and moaned on to Karamjit’s sore meat as she came hard in her panties to the point some of her juices dripped onto the bathroom floor. Karamjit gasped in surprise as he leaned back more against the wall. Sherry stood up slowly as she pulled her perfect breasts back into her bra and rebuttoned her blouse. Karamjit looked at her in shock and awe as she licked her lips and kissed him on the cheek.
“I-I can do more!” he insisted.
She raised a brow. “Do you have a condom?”
“I c-can get one!” he exclaimed.
The woman rubbed her hand against his chest and bit her lip. “You look like you’ve had a fair share of drinks,” she said. “Why don’t we both be a little irresponsible?”
She was like a devil whispering in his ear to do something he would regret. Of course, he had no filter to hold himself back from saying no. “I’ll rock your world!” he exclaimed.
She licked her lips and turned around, pressing her hand to the wall and pulling down on her tights, exposing a perfectly shaped ass unlike anything Karamjit had seen before. She rubbed it and open herself up to him. “You can do me right in the backdoor entrance,” she cooed with a very dirty look in her eye. “I’m clean.”
Karamjit couldn't help but stare for a second but very swiftly obeyed as Sherry felt his hands grasp either side of her ass, before the length of his shaft entered her tight hole with ease as it had been properly lubed by her salvia. She had taken just about all she could manage but she knew that she had to let him finish. Not to mention the tenseness in her anus felt so good with his meat filling it. Harder and faster he pumped into her, working his dick in her tightness as carefully and indulgently as possible. Sherry arched her back and pushed herself backward, finding it easier in this position to meet his enthusiasm. Karamjit continued to pump, filling her once again to the point that there was nothing more she could concentrate on. With each pump now she could feel the throbbing of his dick hitting her from new angles. Each thrust Karamjit made, she made back, pushing just as hard and just as fast. He was about to climax again! She pushed against him with her hands on the wall and her ass bouncing off his body.
“I'm going to cum,” he said as he clenched tight to her ass with his hands as he too finally felt his body begin to shake. “Ohh yeah, this is the best thing ever!”
Karamjit pumped harder and harder still, feeling himself on the edge, the breath in him rising and falling as he pounded harder and harder until suddenly the same warmth that Sherry had given him with her mouth suddenly rose up in him like a volcano about to explode. With that warmth came an overwhelming sense of pleasure for both of them. He thrusted into her as hard as he could, squeezing at her backside as suddenly the feeling of hot liquid shot forward from him, filling Sherry's insides with cum. She too arched back, gasping and grabbing at the cushions off the booth as the warmth of his semen fully awakened the pleasure in her once again. She arched her back and shot backward trembling, shaking on him just as he shook inside her, and with a final groan, Karamjit pulled backwards and watched as the cum slowly fell from her ass, over her throbbing pussy lips, and rolled down her thigh.
"Oh, my god," shouted Sherry with a cry as she fell forward, no longer able to hold herself up.
She gasped for air as her face met the pillow and Karamjit was quick to fall down beside her. The room felt like a sauna, both of them covered in sweat and struggling to catch their breath. And just like that, it ended. The beautiful Sherry thanked him and reminded him he will see this charged on his tab. Karamjit didn’t care. He was far past that point of caring anymore. He was drunk and just experienced something so amazing he was afraid he’ll forget it by the morning. He got himself back up and decided to head to the dance floor, pulling his pants up all the way as he stumbled out of the private room, ready for some more fun.
He continued dancing with all his passion until he became tired and fell back to the floor again. Nile asked him if they should leave now. Karamjit agreed. When the bill of their drinks and food came, Nile took off the wallet from Karamjit’s pocket and handed over the money for the bill to the waiter. He then put his arms around Karamjit and took him to the cab and went off on his bike.
Karamjit was drunk so he couldn’t speak clearly and it became difficult for the cab driver to know where he wanted to go. But somehow, he managed to drop him at his apartment. Karamjit stepped out of the cab completely drunk with his feet staggering while he was walking looking like he was almost about to break down in the middle of the street. He somehow gathered himself around to the apartment’s main door.
“Knock, knock!” he shouted as he knocked at the door. “ Open the door you old woman. Who do you think you are huh?” he shouted again. Mrs. Olsen heard his voice and she came out of her room to see who as at the door. As Mrs. Olsen opened the door and smelled the liquor out flowing from his mouth. She asked, “ Are you drunk Karamjit?” “ Noooooo. I am not.” He said with his head shaking as he walked inside the apartment and continued walking straight to his room. “ How dare you come drunk here? I told you the rules on the very first day you came here.” She said. But Karamjit failed to listen to her and continued towards his room.
She didn’t try to say anything to him further as she knew he wasn’t in a position to listen to her so shouting at him at this moment would be a waste. He opened his room fell on the bed like a sack of potatoes without removing his shoes or changing his clothes. When he woke up the next morning, he realized that he had a pain in his back and his head was aching like someone banged it into a metal pole. He got up and looked in the mirror only to find that he hasn’t changed his clothes. Then he reminded of the last night. He remembered that how he drank too much and then danced with the pub girls and came drank to Mrs. Olsen. He was extremely disappointed at what he did. He went downstairs to talk to Mrs. Olsen about the last night and apologized to her for what he did.
Mrs. Olsen was eating her breakfast when he came to her. “ Mrs. Olsen.... Can I talk to you for a second please?” he asked. Mrs. Olsen stared at him but said not even a single word. He then continued, “ Mrs. Olsen, I am extremely apologetic for coming drunk last night. I didn’t want to drink but people that took me there forced me to drink and I couldn’t resist them.” “ What?” she exclaimed. “ You couldn’t resist them? Oh come on, don’t present such silly and pointless excuses to me. You mean, a grown up man like you couldn’t resist them? You are acting like a kid now. Nobody could over rule you if you have a strong conviction to not do something that’s against your values. I thought you must be knowing that by now, but no, I was completely wrong on that aspect.” She said. “ I am sorry for doing that Mrs. Olsen. I promise to never repeat that again.” He said. “Since this is the first time you committed this act, you can get away with it. But I am warning you now for the last time, if you ever did that again in this house, I will throw you out. This is a holy house. We believe in the lord and we don’t tolerate anyone who violates that holiness with their impure acts. Do you get it?” she asked. “ I promise you that. Thanks for your generosity”
Karamjit changed his clothes and got ready to go to university and attend his lectures but when he opened his wallet, he found that he had lost about $100 from it. He was shocked. “ Where is the money” he said in astonishment. He tried to remember realizing that while he was drunk someone might have taken it out. “ Probably Nile took it to pay the bills?” He thought to himself. When he reached the university, he asked Nile about it and to his fear, it was true that Nile took off his money to pay the bills. He became absolutely annoyed at Nile.
“ Why did you took my money? I didn’t asked you to get me drinks. Did I?” “ Relax, Karamjit. It was just $100 and that little money is grains of sand for you. Right? Of course, you are rich so you can spare that much money every day for your friends.” Said Nile in a rather casual way. “ Who told you that I am rich huh? I never told you that. Even if I were, why would I spend my money on your trivial habits of drinking?” he shouted. “ Hey, hey, hey. Don’t act so prejudice on me. Okay? The watch that you are wearing on your wrists tells anyone how rich you are. Don’t try to hide that with the fabrication of your words.” “ But wearing this watch doesn’t make me rich. How can you form an opinion about someone by just looking at how they dress or how they speak? That is pathetic. We’re friends no more. Do you get the memo? It’s over. You broke the trust, and I am getting out of here right away. Don’t you speak to me ever again.” Said Karamjit looking at Nile with his boiled up face. “ Alright dude. Go away and don’t show me your crying baby face again. Who do you think you are huh? You are nothing more than a complaining little boy. That’s who you are.” Said Nile. Karamjit left for his lecture and made a vow to himself to never talk to Nile again.
But it was not the end of the problem for him and his situation even worsened further. He was again left alone with no friends. As Nile was the one who actually influenced the whole group because of his persuasion skills and humor, he would tell everyone to not to talk to Nile and even bully him whenever they get the opportunity to do so. They would try to humiliate Karamjit when he was around their group with their jokes and they made sure that they could make life worse for Karamjit as he had nobody to defend for him. But Karamjit would simply not respond to them even though they continued with their misbehavior. He would listen to the lectures carefully and then come back home right away without messing with Nile and his friends who bullied him.
There was much lesser theoretical work for him now unlike school where he would have to read and read until he gets the concept. But here, there was much more focus on the practical functionality of things which made him like this system of education and eventually he started working hard on learning things which made it easier for him to get deeper into the concepts which the teachers taught him and grasp them with comprehension.