Enaku bak endru thuki potathu, naan aval iru periya mulaiyai paarthen.Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa pundaiyil siriya kodu irunthathu, mudi ethum illai sema colour...aga irunthaal. En idam sirithu konde sorry endru soli towelai eduthu mulai meethu katinaal. Naan apadiye shock agi viten, enaku antha araiyai vitu poga manathe illai. Naan selum pozhuthu aval nagarave illai, avalai cross seiyum pozhuthu mulai meethu en thol patathu.Kathavu arugil sendren, sari ena thaan nadaka pogirathu endru thirumbi parthen.. Until recently,most of the freight offices and warehouses had been derelict but nowthey were gradually being refurbished as the gay village expanded.The old house that served as Betty's practice was a bit of ananachronism in that it had stood since before the arrival of therailway in the nineteenth century. The mature trees around it wereevidence of its age and permanence. It still had the old pailing fenceand front porch out front, whilst out back there was still the largegarden.This garden. He would normally waita few seconds, during which I could feel his piercing, loving look brushmy head, then give me permission to stand and direct my eyes to him. Atender kiss would then reward my propriety and compliance. He would thensit, take me in his arms and kiss my belly all over. While he was quiteliberal at the swimming pool, allowing me to take my top off and show mybust, at home Mustapha asked me to keep more reserved, and always wear atleast a two-piece bathing suit (the climate. 10 minutes into it people were marvelling how I could possibly still be alive.At school that day, what people saw was that I was completely heathy with no injuries. I had on a long sleeve shirt that hugged my neck and long pants, so nobody could see all the bruising. I wore makeup for the first time in my life, and I kept my fat lip sucked in. When I talked, I would find an excuse to put my hand in front of my face, so that people couldn’t see the fat lip while I wasn’t sucking on it. I could.