Lekin main us waqt just friend hi samajhta tha, kyuki meri gf thi jo mere ghar ke pass rehti thi aur use main love karta tha, par ye baat Vaishali ko ...hi pta tha to jis karan Vaishali mujhe like karti thii single samaj kar (jo mujhe uski friend ne bataya) aur sari class me bhi mujhe kehte the Vaishali pat gyi tujhse, but main use just friend samajta tha kyuki main love kisi aur se karta tha.Vaishali mujhse puchti bhi thi teri gf hai kya main na bolta tha (pata nhi kyu koi bhi mujse puche gf hai. I smiled when there was no response.Thus, at seven-fifteen on Friday night, I welcomed Jasmin, or tried to. Sia shoved by me. There was a repeat of the strange hugging dance they’d done before, and Jasmin said, “Hi, Philip,” giving me a brief hug as she passed, causing her mother to raise an eyebrow.It wasn’t until Alia and I entered Chez Etienne, the best restaurant in town, and Alia removed her coat that I saw another side to her. The serious but fashionable business suit was replaced by a. . yurgh!September arrived, and with it a new school year, one that was to change my life for ever. Alan stole some cigarettes from the local paper shop, and we decided to smoke them behind the bike sheds at school. Bad move as the school caretaker (janitor) caught us and threatened to take us straight to the Headmaster. I cried and blubbed and begged him not to, promising that I would do anything to avoid that, so anything it was! I found out almost 40 years later, from Alan that it was all a. If not, they could get to stepping. My last girlfriend Ivana Dos Santos was Brazilian, and where she’s from most men are uncut. So, we were okay. We split amicably. She had to return to Brazil to run her father’s shipping business after he passed away. I understood why she had to leave. Family first. Duty must be embraced. Always. That’s the kind of man I was raised to be. I wished Ivana well on her journey. I must say that I missed her sorely. A five-foot-ten, bronze-skinned, black-haired and.