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The Walking Club

The Walking Club

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This is my first attempt at a short story. It is a story about an Indian mens walking club in Birmingham (UK). It is meant to be funny with some more somber tones. Please tell me what you think !
This is my first attempt at a short story. It is a story about an Indian mens walking club in Birmingham (UK). It is meant to be funny with some more somber tones. Please tell me what you think !

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Published by: bhavvy8889 on Jan 24, 2009
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09/13/2010

 
African Indian Walking Club
By Bhavin PatelBhavin@urbanhype.net
Wordage 2855
The Walking Club © Bhavin Patel 2008
 
African Indian Walking Club
Bhavin Patel
“Kithaaaa!” shouts Mukesh.“Kemcho bhai” replies Jagjeet nodding his head from side to side.They always greeted each other like this, in each others’ language. It used to be a way of taking the piss but has grown into a very comfortable respect for each other.“Assalam Alaykum” said Rajesh.“Alaykum Assalam, Kemcho Bhai - Who would have thought that themiddle of Birmingham could look so beautiful” said Faisel.“Yes, what a tip top day, and it’s not that bloody cold Faisel” says Rajesh pointing to his thick coat.The others smile at Rajesh’s colloquialism and agree with him by shakingtheir heads. Rajesh still has his thick Indian accent which the others havemanaged to shed; the others suspect he practises his at home.The Walking Club © Bhavin Patel 20082
 
The old men met when they could on Saturdays. ‘The doctor told me toexercise’ they would all say to get away from the family. They usually metin Edgbaston reservoir car park before setting off on their walk. Thereservoir is set in the middle of the city surrounded by housing. If you didn’tknow it was there you would walk past without knowing anything about it.When you did walk into the expanse of area, it always amazed everyonehow such a large area is hidden away without being obvious.The men hadn’t met for a few weeks so they were all looking forward toit. One thing or another seemed to stop them meeting up as regular as theydid. It was usually some trivial medical condition with the men. Their families would blow it all out of proportion and insist they couldn’t leavethe house until they were better. Feeling that trapped usually meant theywere grateful to get out of the house when they could. They alwayscomplained to each other about the familes treating them like children.It was cold but sunny this week. It was ‘proper’ Autumn now as Mukeshwould say. The reservoir was surrounded by large trees mainly birch andchestnut with a few old oak trees. The trees were still holding onto their leaves which had turned a fiery gold. The sunlight seem to make them glow.The water looked cold and deep and barely reflected the sun from it’s black surface. Even the birds had decided the water is too cold for them now andhave flown away for winter.The Walking Club © Bhavin Patel 20083

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