This happened when I was back in India and doing my engineering degree. I was a hopeless romantic who liked girls but never dared to go express my fee...ings, But if a girl is my friend i had no trouble having a conversation. So going ahead I had quite a few friends who i used to hangout with during my morning commute to college. And the fateful day arrived when i was in my second year of engineering. A girl joined our college in first year as my junior. She had the most innocent face, pretty. I mean – let me think- I guess there is no ethical problem. Uh – yes they have multiple accounts.”“Can you tell me if they are independantly wealthy?”“No, I am pretty sure they aren’t but they certainly aren’t poor. I know that Flo has gotten much richer lately. But what has this to do with us?”“I haven’t any real proof yet but I believe Fred has murdered my mother, my old boy friend Ted, and my dead husband Henry. I also think he pushed Flo down the stairs or beat her up so that she lost the. .., we are going to take measures into our own hands andteach you what is acceptable. It isn't even as though you can use yourstudies as an excuse. Not any more! I've got a letter here from yourHeadmaster that tells me that your school work and behaviour havedeteriorated to such an extent that the school no longer has any faithin your ability to achieve even a minimal standard of pass at A-Levels.They decline to let you sit any. In fact, they don't want you back.They'd rather have your room. I took my baked potato off the waiter and tuckedinto it, while Jules and Kathleen ate their food. Small talk wasdifficult in the general hubbub of the pub, so we all concentrated onfinishing our meals.Some minutes later, we were able to sit a little closer together with agood chance of hearing each other speak."How are you finding the work, Kathleen?" I asked."Very interesting, it's so hectic though, I'm glad to escape for awhile," she replied."Well these customers are paying so much for the.