Date: Tue, 19 Jul 2005 09:17:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: deepak salwan <bubbles150285@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Indian Butler - 9

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    Having reached home, Girish was ordered by his
master not to let anyone know the "real" reason about
his changeover, the reason that he would give to the
other servants and the butler, for the change in his
look and his uniform, would be that his master,
Michael, was very considerate and had decided, that as
it was summer, he would let his servant(slave) wear
the bare minimum, yet formal clothes and also allow
him a short hair-cut, as it would be very comfortable
and cool to be dressed in that fashion in the intense
equatorial Australian heat.
    Girish did as his master ordered, and everyone
readily agreed and believed him. Slowly but gradually,
Girish was turned into an obedient slave from a
glorified butler.
    But Girish could not do anything about the
situation and this condition of his, as his master had
the right materials to blackmail him with. Girish,
despite being a servant, had immense self-respect, and
because of that he was tolerating the humiliating life
of his; instead of the glamorous and stylish life he
had imagined in Australia, that of being a butler in a
rich household.
    Having reduced his condition to a mere servant,
(in uniform atleast), Girish felt really humiliated
because he knew his position in the mansion now. When
he saw the other servants in their smart formal
uniforms, he felt pity for himself and felt degraded
too, although his position was superior to many of
them, if not all of them.
    His master, who was the creative head behind his
servants' new look(actually his slave, but servant for
the rest of the world); summoned Girish, who was now
in his new servant look. But, at home and in front of
others, Girish was allowed footwear.
    He knocked at his master's door, and was summoned
in. He entered the room, and was looking very servile
in his uniform ^Ö tight white shorts, fairly tight
half-sleeved white shirt, black bow and white socks
along with regular black shoes. He entered the room
and was ordered to bolt the door, which he obediently
did.
     He did not know what was going to come next, as
he had already faced a lot of terror and humiliation
from his young master. He stood there, after having
bolted the door, waiting to receive further orders
from his master.