My mother then slowly shrugged herself and Arvind let her hand go. I could see that mother wanted to ask him…Why?…Why did you let my hand leave th... firmness of your grip..But being an Indian Housewife it was a very difficult task for her to gather her passionate thoughts and expose them by the use of words slipping out of her beautiful puffy lips.Days passed by and this singular incident was soon to be forgotten. Arvind used to take bath at the bathroom situated behind our house. It was not. Look its getting late and I am mentally exhausted. I say seeing him nod Its ok man besides I think Debra is really worried about you. She stopped and started getting dressed saying if you wasnt going to be a part of tonight then she wasnt either. He says getting a nod That sounds like her. Sorry man for turning the mood off. I say seeing him shake his head No worries maybe another time. He says as I nod We talked on our way back to the house. Once to the back door I let out a sigh before. Uncurling himself, he stretched, yawning widely, curling out his long blue tongue and curving talons. His stomach growled, and he patted it.“I know, I know. Time to eat!” he licked his lips, long fluffy red tail flicking with excitement, gold eyes wide with hunger.In an instant he had reached the bed of poppies and the warrior still dreaming against the arch. The demon stretched out a hand.“Go to sleep, poppies,” He commanded.The demon poppies, recognizing his voice, immediately closed their. So here I go. First let me describe myself right now I am 25 yrs old, 5’8 ht, and athletic built and wheatish colour, Guju boy. My very first experience in train goes way back when I had just started travelling in train I must be 18 years old then, I was quite innocent looking and I was pretty fair looking back then.Once me and mom had gone to visit my sister who stays at lower parel we stayed at her place entire day and late at night me and mom caught a train for our return journey towards.