I hope she didn’t have a guy with her and she would come in and help me. “Sarah?” she said in a soft drunken voice. I wasn’t familiar with t...is voice. It was so sweet and innocent. Normally when she talked it was a strong sexy voice with a sound of you can’t touch this. “Sarah? Are you here?” she sounded depressed. I jumped out of bed trying to pull myself together. “Yes! Amy, what is wrong?” I was worried maybe some guy hurt her. I had always worried about her. “Amy?” I called out again. ” I said, “For me it does. Just tell me yes or no.” He then said, “Common my dear Kalyani. You are such a beautiful and intelligent girl. Only a fool would not like you. Yes, I do like you very much. I have even dreamt about you. But thats it. I dont want my emotions to overcome reality” After some persuasion, I promised him that I would not think about him and concentrate on my studies.The third and final incidence was the most important. We classmates had decided to give Rahul Sir a farewell. She was a well built woman and he didn't see any obvious flaws in her body."Women don't act that way. She's going to do everything in her power to make me look ugly and awful in your eyes," Cynthia said.Sid laughed at the comment and shook his head. He said, "You really don't understand the women of Cassandra." I know women," Cynthia said."She's so proud that I have you in my life. Her only disappointment is that we haven't been intimate yet," Sid said. All of the Damsels had commented on. Opening the door, you can't help but think: Not anymore! And instead of the welcome you always had hoped for, when you once returned home, there is a dead silence in the house.You leave the sack in the entrance-hall and walk into the living room. There is dust all over the place, most of the plants have died from thirst, a few are already beyond aid, but some seem to be still alive. The air is stale and the whole place smells like ghosts and memories. Vivid memories of yourself running around.