He had a no-nonsensetone to his voice. Former cop? Former military? Former school principal?He talked me through the test and I followed his instructi...ns. I drovearound the driving track, stopping at Stop signs and make left and rightturns. I performed a perfect K turn. Lastly he had me parallel park. Thisis a skill I sometimes still use. It's been a few years since I used iton the streets of Baltimore. I aced that portion of the test too.He had me stop and was writing some notes on his. Our homework readings were on biofeedback; this should be an interesting class since my Eastern Arts training had taught me how the mind and body work in complementary ways to achieve goals like inner peace and self-regulation of the mind in all kinds of ways. It would be interesting to compare this approach with the Western, scientific idea of doing the same thing.Miss Herndon was in the Health classroom when we arrived, fiddling with a strange electronic apparatus. It looked like an old-style. School mein half day lekar woh market nikal gayi. Jaisa Birju ne kaha tha waise usne market se lehnga rent pe le liya aur kuch saree bhi le li. Parlour wali book kar di jo ghar ake use tyar kar sake.Puja ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki woh apni chudayi ki tyari khud kar rahi hai. Thodi der mein parlor wali aa gayi. Pehle usne Puja ko full body wax ki aur fir use dulhan ki tarah sajane lagi.“Madam, apke boyfriend to bohut lucky hai ap jaisi khoobsurat ladki ko pakar. Bohut maze karenge woh aj. “Some Muslims do,” argued Mia, “and I’m not saying drink a lot. Just have a lager like everyone else.”“Okay I guess so, thanks.” Paul went with the flow, as usual. It wasn’t worth arguing about, and he was in a club, for the first time. In clubs you drank. Maybe it would loosen up his dancing.“Proper Muslims don’t drink at all,” said Mo. “I’ll just have an orange juice. Thanks.”“Okay,” said Mia, slightly to Mo’s surprise. He watched her go and join the scrum at the bar. It felt wrong that a.