face punched in that day,” Mohandas continued.“And every day after! I guess it was worth it though…” Derrick paused, then headed toward the bar. Mohandas followed and leant over the wooden drinks ledge and took a look at the selection.“You guess it was worth it? I’m almost thinking of not buying you a drink…” Mohandas turned back to the beers, then to the barman.“Erm… I’ll have an extra strong Bass and my friend will have a…”“Same.”“Right, that’s two extra strong Basses please.” The barman gave Mohandas a weary look, probably just noticing he was a stranger, then asked, “Stayin’ long, are you?” Mohandas turned to Derrick again and replied, “As long as he’ll have me!” Derrick and Mohandas both laughed, where as the barman just said, “That’ll be three-pounds and eighty-pence then, please.” Mohandas got out his wallet and paid for the two thick, warm, brown and strangely sweet brews and took the glasses. Derrick lifted his glass and said a cheer,“To good friends!” as he raised his glass and caught a few odd glances from various patrons. They knocked their glasses and laughed together.“What’s those lots’ problem?” Mohandas whispered after remarking the others’ reactions.“Oh, they’re probably just not used to you. Don’t mind them; they’re just sour, bitter, old men. But anyway, how did you get into the legal profession?” asked Derrick.“I work for the ‘Equal Opportunities Commission’. I do cases mainly dealing with unfair dismissal, racial harassment, sexual harassment etc., racist issues mostly, you know, living in Brixton. There’s a large amount of ethnic minorities concentrated in that area, so I was inspired.” Mohandas started to explain.“So what, you noticed there wasnR...
