.Han . . ..Ji .Ji . . ..Kuchh milte hi mai apko bataunga . . .Ok sir.Ins aise kehke jab pichhe muda to didi uske pichhe hi khadi thi, ab uske ansu r...k chuke the, par ankhe ab bhi chamak rahe the, unme sawal jhalak raha tha. Ke akhir ins saab ne ye bat acp sir ko phone par kyu nahi batayi ???Didi–sir, aap ..Aapne ..Ins akad ke–maine abhi tak bataya nahi iska matlab ye nahi ke mai bataunga nahi. Abhi ek akhri ahem jagah dekhni baki hai. Kya pata usme isse bhi bada khajana chhupaya ho tumne jo. ART 4 THE PLANTING OF HEAVAN'S SEEDHeavan has her huge tall daughter carry me up to the next floor where there was a special bed constructed with a small pocket that her daughter lay me down into it so my body was sunk down even with the bed ,strapping me in so I could not move or resist what ever Miss Heavan had in store for me , some thing about I being the one for the use ,for what use.Miss Heavan entered the room and sat next to me on the bed and told me what I had been chosen for She wore a tattered old coat and a hat that had seen better days. As I watched, I noticed one duck that seemed to lag behind the others. As I looked closer, I noticed that the duck appeared to have a lame leg. Each time the old woman would throw out corn, the lame duck would try his best, but the other ducks would beat him to the food.I smiled at the lady and asked if I could buy a little corn to feed the ducks. I could see some hesitation in her eyes. When I handed her a five, her mood quickly. Thomas was a ladies man and one of the men were boasting of his ways to trick young ladies. A newly joined member then dropped a bomb announcing he had apparently left with his catch for the night. Everybody, including me, turned our attention to him and he described how he saw him leaving with her. He then went on to elaborate the chick Mr. Thomas had for the night. It was a very hot girl in a floral long sleeve frock. I felt my heart stopping as I pictured those details in my mind.Floral.