Drug Related Relationship’s
By: Saif Arabpati Malik
Tags: Relationships, Reality, Gay, Love, Drugs

My story begins with true passion and a obsession to understand and care about the whole process of the the other end. It seemed to be so real and as the story goes it was a Uber Driver in Karachi, Pakistan. I was over and out of a relationship and had promised myself never ever to engage nor ever love another human, but fate had another story around the corner for me. At that moment I, was into crystal meth. The drug that boost’s your mind and it truly gave me another level of being. He was 22 and I was 36, while he was dropping me off home, I forgot the bag in his car. To my wonder I, thought to call him back but it was a hour latter I, realized I had forgotten the bag.

The next morning he shows up at my door and hands me over my bag with all my belongings thought such a honest, young and handsome Uber Driver but deep down he was a kid. Working hard to support his family finally realized that because of his honesty and sincerity I, asked the magic words “Do you do Drugs” and he lighted up like a bulb with excitement. I had the tools on had to make the possibility, possible. But he had the car to make the availability, so said what’s your plan for the day he said that am totally “Yours” that word just hit my heart. So we went on the hunt to obtain the product and picked up the individual who would be the one providing it towards us as we went from one location to another we moved endlessly to find the product of need! Finally found and as the rule goes the person who gets it has some and the one who pays for it keeps it. But am a good giver gave half to the Uber kid and kept half myself. So my journey of this world we created started and it was truly remarkable and was in love once again. Loved his smile, asked him want to runaway with me his answer was “YES”. As he was tried of the grind and I, myself of the corporate world of slaving myself towards the process of the 9 to 5pm.

With him felt complete and after sometime it just happened and we were in “Crazy Love” he was very special and truly kind towards me. Every human is hungry for respect and love and it was something I, seek and admire in a relationship “Importance”. As the story goes it was real magic and we were creating miracle's beyond our own understanding and belief! The drug did give us the ability to believe in anything, and anything was becoming a reality! In the world of today when people cant achieve a simple “Goal” through live we were making “Possible Dreams” a real time reality! Our belief to have and desire became a possibility. It was truly mind blogging for me too and for him even more mind bending. We felt as X-Men but not with out of the universe power. We were creating a reality with the drug that was making us believe so strong. These manmade drugs work different in some and magic for others who believe strongly in the great divine! Yes he loved the drug and so did I, but something else was also happening. What we were achieving was also being used and lost in a different need. The created reality of the desires were coming but vanishing in our time of need. First I, didn't understand the cycle.

But deep down I, had a feeling it was creating one thing and destroying the other in such a way that did make sense at all. Confused and yet in “Crazy Love” we moved away from family and friends to start our own life in a new City left “Karachi” its a big city in Pakistan and moved to “Lahore” the second biggest city of Pakistan. We got a beautiful rented home, got jobs and both started working and living together the “Dream” became a reality and we had long left the “Crystal Meth” way behind and were on simple smoking and hash. A drug used by the “Spiritual Ones” as they say, but does give you the munchies too! Focused hard and keenly towards working a achieving “For ourselves” this time around. No family and no friends “Just Us”. Being such a male dominated country being in love with a guy is really hard. But we kept it discreet calling ourselves “Brothers” in front of the world, but in our home we were “True Lovers”. Walking up together and making breakfast was the best. Seeing his face every morning and hugging him tight at night as my child was the feeling I “Loved” beyond imagination. The life I, dreamed of all my entire existence was a “Reality”.

We were just happy with whatever we had, we had a roof over our head and we had love and lots of it and “Hash” to make us high! He really loved it, so I, loved what he loved. The person with so much understanding and “Emotional Intelligence” was mind blogging. We met people and with in a second they were his friends, something I, was not good at through four relationships I, only focused on one person at a time, till he destroyed me completely and to come out of the fire as the “Burning Phoenix”. It was like a “Dream” it felt as heaven and words are truly very less the explain the experience and feeling that was going through me. Feeling it was believing it, yes the right words to explain it. He was my dream and he was my dream. Loved him beyond understanding. Loved beyond myself, was always scared that maybe it might just come to a end! But his determination and understanding was way beyond just ordinary. He loved me and I, loved him to bits! Had a gilt in my heart as my mother had died of “Colon Cancer” his mother was alive and missing him. I can understand a mothers love for her child irrespective of the fact whatever he does and where ever he maybe, so thought why don’t we relocate back as I, received a job offer from “Karachi” and the energy of the City did make us alive. So we moved back, first with his parents for 11 months and then in our own place. But his family had other plans to break us apart. We went into a drug process while back at his home. A drug I’d never ever touch or use, it breaks your morals and makes you hopeless and useless indeed. Kills your natural motivation. Yes it was “heroine” I never liked it but I, loved him so much and let him use it. First it was him alone and slowly he started making me use it to a point where we would be getting support from my brother in “Houston Texas”. He did have a clever mind to obtain it without having a cent. I told him never to go beyond your limits for your “drug additions”.

And the opportunity for his parents became a reality when he did the most dumbest and most unpredictable thing. And his family locked him away inside their home. Now its been three months, my life’s back on track “But really hate goodbyes without seeing one another. I know he will be back, because he knows where I am and what am doing. We are connected on a “Spiritual Level”. Hate him at times but am waiting, this time around, said to myself that “NO NEVER EVER! shall do what he does, if he’s happy doing it. So be it, first thought never to meet him, but as Selena Gomez goes “The heart wants what it wants” so I want him! Drugs destroy you, but in my case I stopped don't know about him, haven't seen him since three months. But I, understand that he’s just doing great!