Her tone sounded relieved but her broken smile did not agree. Her hand held the flat of the mirror as if trying to touch the person that she did not r...cognize anymore. “I forgot, I am not you anymore.” Her words sounded cryptic for those who do not understand. When one stares in a mirror, they only see what their reflection shows. But this mirror was her refuge from her unforgiving reality. She saw the days when her serenades still enchanted the air, the days when her ballad was still under. Why in the name of the love life I would never have did I do that?Next I did a geospacial scan and noted we were a quarter of the way to the moon and running under full power.I looked over at the girl who was in the process of hogtying the other people aboard the bridge. "Who are you and why are we headed to the moon?"The girl looked back a little worried. "Don't you remember? I thought that being so drunk would keep you loose enough to escape injury." Drunk?" What did you do, bitch?" One of. Thenannounce in horror: “You’re one of THEM” -and back away slowly7) SAY -DING at each floor.8) SAY “I wonder what all these do?” And pushall the red buttons.9) MAKE explosion noises when anyone presses abutton.10) STARE, grinning at another passenger for awhile, then announce: “I have new socks on.”11) WHEN the elevator is silent, look around andask: “Is that your beeper?”12) TRY to make personal calls on the emergencyphone.13) DRAW a little square on the floor with chalkand announce to the. Her milky stomach was exposed due to air. I was pretty sure she wore her saree below the navel. But she was clever to pin it. I was checking out her entire body ass to breasts forgetting I’m in a class.‘Excuse me,’ a voice.It was for me. I was into the sightseeing of this mesmerizing beauty. But I was unaware of the fact that it was my turn for the introduction.‘Hello, sir!’ Shruthi mam said.One of my friends tapped a pencil. Everybody was looking at me. I stood up, still was like under the.