Hunter

Ritvesh cleared the customs and started walking out. He was still feeling dizzy, not clearly knowing what he was doing. The after effects of heavy drinking, you see! He then saw three, wait four, no seven, name-boards of his. He thought to himself "Am I dreaming, am I still on the flight. Man, I shouldn't have had so much alcohol." He started rubbing his eyes in a frenetic fashion. Now the view became clearer. It was just one name-board and that too not his name. It was for some Ricky guy. Knowing that he is gonna make a fool out of himself, he started moving forward. This time he heard someone shouting his name. Not wanting to pay heed to his out-of-balance senses, he continued walking. The sounds did not stop, infact they got much louder and his name was prefixed by bugger. This time he knew that his senses were actually right. Atleast the sense of hearing did not fail him. He turned around and saw his buddy "HUNTER".

Hunter, his buddy, one of his very good friends, lived in Australia. Hunter was a casanova. He used to hunt down, well, Girls. During his college days, when most of the guys had to work really had to find at least one girl friend, hunter had more than a dozen girl friends. Of course, the flip side to that was he never stuck to one single girl. One fight and he would end up breaking up. Some times he used to create fights to break up with his girl friend. This was when he felt that the girl was boring and not his type. The girls whom he found interesting dumped which for some reason, which he later discovered was his ex-girl friends. It did not really matter to him much. He was the hunter, he would find a new girl the very next day. Girls loathed him, guys adored him. Whatever the gender, no one was indifferent to him. Oh, by the way, his real name was Ram Lal. Yes, you heard it right, Ram Lal. The name did no justice to him which is why he preferred to be called as hunter.

All the memories came flashing to Ritvesh's mind at once. Before he could react he got a bear hug from Ram Lal, oops, Hunter. Ritvesh freed himself out of the hug and said

"Hey Hunter, how are you man? Long time"

"Dude, here people call me with a different name"

"Woah, dont tell me that they call you Ram Lal"

"Dude, shut the F*** up, no one even knows that name"

"Then what the hell do they call you?"

"Some call me Chris and others call me Christian"

"What, that doesnt make any sense. Did you change your religion?"

"No dude, let me explain. When I first came here I introduced myself to the first person I met as Ram. Well, how could I expect them to pronounce my name correctly. That guy called me RYAAM which did not sound right. I felt as if I was a computer spare part. Then a wonderful thought struck me. Coming from a secular country like India, and having a faith in most religions, I decided to draw parallels between, well, names. If Ram is our god, then Christ is theirs so why not call myself Chris or Christian. Works well right! Also, the second motive is that I somehow feel that I would be able to continue my hunting ways with this name in this country. They say 'be a roman in rome' and I say 'be a chris in australia'."
"Alright brother, whatever you say. Now lets get the hell out of here before I make a mess of myself."