I am a regular reader of ISS, and I love to read stores at ISS as these stories seduce me allot. Now today I have decided to share my own lovely exper...ence with you people and I will wait for your replies after that. This incident happened 6 months to me. I was doing a job in a reputed company at a good designation. I was working from last 2 years and I was not enjoying much there and also I was planning for my own business. So I thought of resigning from the job the coming month at that very. So meri kaha start hoti h jab mai kanpur se semester break me ghar aaya hua tha. Ghar pe din k time mai khali hi rehta tha to wechat hi use karta rehta tha. Kabhi kabhi koi ladki mil v jaati thi. Roj ki tarah hi mai wechat use krr raha tha. Mjhe ek ladki mili wechat nearby pe. Maine use turant msg kiya n hamarai baat honi start ho gayi. Fir pata chala k vo delhi se h n waha job karti h. Kuch dino k liye vo bhi ghar aayi hui h. Usne fir mere baare me pooch to maine bhi bata diya k mai kanpur se. We ate lunch, and I was glad that Mrs. Blanchard didn’t press me on Jennifer or Karin. Kara knew what she needed to know, and everything was on track.“Steve, would you like to stay for dinner?” Mrs. Blanchard asked.“Yes, that’s fine. Just let me call home and let them know.”She nodded, and I got up and dialed my own number. Stephanie answered, and I told her I was staying for dinner. She said Mom was still ranting about how I had spoken to her but that Dad had told Stephanie that everything was. As soon as Lila was able to walk she took her to the last officer. Still unable to talk, Lila kneeled in the foyer of the house. This was the most junior of the officers in Al-Mansour's domain; not the youngest though. The officer was an obese man, way past his prime, whose bulbous red nose betrayed that he ignored, at least one of the prohibitions that a good Muslim should follow. His slurred speech showed why, at his age, he was still such a junior officer.Aisha bowed her head to the ground,.