I work easier when there are no phone calls to make, no e-mails to answer to right away, no distractions – just my music, my work and me. Silver-smi...hing can be a quiet meditation, it can also be a pain in the ass for the person living with you – all the banging and the swearing that go with the territory. We may work alone, but our mouths would make any sailor or – as we now know from reality television shows – any chef proud. This was, however, not a night of “meditative calmness”. This was a. I don’t know much about it, in fact, I am fucking weak on that subject. I couldn’t approach my friends because they were busy with their projects. I was left alone and helpless. I didn’t know what to do, whom to ask. So I approached my teacher that I have no clue how to start my project. That fucking lady (my teacher) she got pissed because we hardly had a month to submit it and look at me I didn’t even start. She was scolding me but that wasn’t new for me because this is not the first time. Everyday our heart longs to meet but never gone step beyond that. Once before I complete my studies she told me in anger “are you a fool and don’t you understand the meaning of our relationship – as she loves me”. Very sadly I kept silent for her proposal but we continue talking. We kept such a friendly relationship for two years and then I got job in Calcutta and left Chennai. Deep inside my heart I miss her a lot and inside my heart I love her much. But love is really blind. Our fun were. Either way they are being compelled to do an act which most of them find repugnant. It is, in a real sense, their introduction to what it means to be a slave."I followed him back to the elevator and up to the third floor. As we stepped out on this floor I saw row after row of beds called "pods" containing naked humans with each covered by a clear plastic dome. Each naked slave was restrained except for one hand and I noted a video camera trained on each one. Each wore an earphone headset. Some,.