Whatever you do, never, ever look up! Never!’William fought the urge to loosen his shirt collar as he waited for Ms Bergman to turn.Finally, she did...and pressed a button on her desk.The disembodied voice of her personal assistant immediately sounded from the intercom.‘Yes, Ms Bergman.’‘Do we have a new girl in the perfumery, Elaine?’There was a small pause and then, ‘yes, Ms Bergman. Is there a problem?’‘She’s spraying all customers with the new Dior! Please have her be more selective.’‘Of. As my coach rattled over the bridge I could see a haze about the city, a haze I had seen hanging over many of the cities I'd passed through on this trip. At least there wasn't that horrible smell I'd noticed in Rome, an odious mélange of horses, manure, mud and unwashed people. And in Amsterdam it was the people I noticed first. They were rich! Even the street wanderers who would have been vagrant beggars in any other city seemed well-fed and intent on productive work. Seeing those prosperous. Waise bhi main to chahti bhi nahi hun ki tum dono khud par kaabu rakhe aaj.Naveen: Kuch to hai jo mujhse ye kah raha hai ki ye tum pahli baar nahi kar rahi ho.Main: Hahaha, kya kahna chahte ho tum ki isse pahle bhi?Tushaar: Shayad, tumhe iss atmavishwaas ko dekh kar to lag raha hai ki aisa kuch tumne Rakesh ke sath pahle bhi kabhi kiya hai.Main mann hi mann soch hass rahi thi ki ye kabhi ki baat kar rahe hai. Kal raat hi main Rakesh ke sath yahi khel khelti hui delivery boy se chudhwa rahi. However, I put him on notice not to try any more kicks, by pushing him just a little, unbalancing him just enough so that only he and I, and perhaps the leader, knew. I gave a one sylable belly laugh, to give him a target. A calculated risk, but I was pretty certain he wasn't out of control angry now, but coldly focused. Since his punch at my head had failed, he now tried for the center of mass, and I blocked high to help him choose my belly and not my more fragile ribs. As he swung, I timed it.