V daikhnay may mast thay(humaray yahan t.v kici-2 kay gher per he hota hai) to main unkay room may chala gaya wo apnay room may akelay he soti thi unk... saas jo ki bahut he dangerous thi wo dusray gher maySoti thi but nazer humesha maray per rahti thi so manay raat ka plan banaya or unkay room may chala gaya or unsay baatein kernay laga wo normal thi or room ka gate bhi open tha ,unsay batein kartay -2 mara lund bahar aanay ko betab tha but she was normal suddenly manay unka hath pakad liya or. A couple of the women were able to get their pistols into action at that point, and four 21st century pistols quickly knocked all of the fight out of the attackers.Three men tried to run away, but John was having none of that. He shot two of the men and Amos shot the other one. Once the fighting was over, all of the women, none of whom had ever before been in a fight where humans were killed, broke down into hysterical crying. John and Amos were both experienced warriors, so their reaction was. The kitchen filled up that evening and gradually emptied until just Cathy and I were alone. "Cathy?" I asked."Yes, Alan?" "You know that I'd like to invite you to the Valentine Dance?" Do I? You haven't said anything, Alan." I know. I haven't said anything because I can't afford the tickets. I'm sorry, but that's how it is. I want to go with go but I can't raise the money, and if I could, I couldn't afford to repay the loan...That was a long speech for me. It would have been longer if Cathy's. As usual, body was kept for visitors till late evening and around 8, the body was burnt and I headed back to our village by bidding good bye to my friend.On the way I saw my Hindi teacher laying in the bus shelter…talking to himself something…I found that he was completely drunken and not in control. I tot for a moment, I was afraid to touch him since I was also one among his poor student but since he was an official person in villagers eyes, I did not want others to see him in that condition.