Me bola me to hotel jaraha huu. O boli me bhi chalta hu. Phar hum dono st. Se nikal ke Hotel ki khoj karne lagi. Uhape 5-6 to stander hotel tha par ak...me bhi singel room khali nahi tha. Akhi hotel me ak dobul bed room khali mili. Me mou se pucha keyakoru. O boli tumhari margi. Mene o room book kar di or mou ko apni wife bataei. Humlog apne room me geye or dinar ki oder kar diya.Mou boli me thora chang kar leti ho or bathroom chali gayi. Thori der bad job o bahar aei to use dheke mera hosh. I saw many ladies in their late 40’s wearing black saree and walking near the station. With every lady walking towards the station my heart uses to start pumping faster thinking if she is the same. After around 20 mins, I felt someone standing behind me and tapping on my shoulder. It was Anita. Oh gosh!!!! I never imagined her to be like this. She was looking preety young, may be around early 30’s, with a perfect body, 38-31-38, wearing a light green colour saree (purposely not wore a black one. " Juri asked in a low hissStartled, Lucadi Habini looked over his shoulder. "Juri!" He gasped."I am waiting. Also, stop what your doing, now." Juri said quietly."I want to go home too. So I am inputting coordinates for a landing in Egypt." Lucadi replied. "You will leave this capsule, and never enter it alone, ever again. If I catch you in here again, I will leave you behind. Leave... now." Juri said in a dangerous voice. Lucadi pushed off, and floated out the hatch. For thirty minutes, Juri. A totally distraught Gidget had enough presence of mind to check for a pulse; finding one she collapsed sobbing into her chair to wait.July 6, 2008, 2:00am (Bikini Beach time)The old woman jerked awake as a blast of silent pain tore through her brain. It had happened; "he" was back! She did a quick mental survey; not quite a worse case scenario. Rose was still there too, but both had blanked before she could tell much more than that. She reached out mentally to link with Gidget. *Gidget! It's.