" She called to the living room.In a forgotten part of the garden others were also engaged in a nightly routine."Gnogg. Gnogg! Wake up boy. Time's a w...sting." The little gnarled figure poked the sleeping lump with a twisted wooden cane."What, what is it? Can't a body get some sleep?" the huddled mass on the floor complained from under a pile rags."Damn and blast Gnogg, get up we've got work to do!" shouted the exasperated little creature poking the pile of rags more vigorously and pulling on. So I got a pillow to hide my boner. When the sweeping was done, she came to me and sat beside me, and started watching the television.It was around 12 of noon. She prepared lunch and we had lunch. After that, we went to watch the television.My bhabhi was sitting on the sofa and I was sitting on the floor. It was summer time and during summer, I love to sit on the cold floor. She insisted me to sit on the sofa, but I denied as I did not want to miss the chance of getting a glance of her. She had been so absorbed in her shower that she didn't notice him come in or enter the shower. She absolutely loved it when he got into the shower with her. He would wash her gently and she felt like she was breakable. In a sense, she was. Her heart was his and if he was mean or left her, it would shatter into a million pieces. It had taken her a long time to actually admit (if only to herself) that he was her world. That she needed him so much more than he will ever need her. Now, as he washed. We walked a couple of hundred metres from the road and Mum said to me "Aren't you frightened they may have guard dogs". I said "They don't have any guard dogs here". Mum then said "That's good to know, can we sit a minute". I said "Yeah if you want". Mum walked over to a grassy bank and sat down, the grass bank shielding us from any one who might look our way. Mum said "it's lovely here". As she said it she brought her knees up and I could see the tops of her stockings at the back of her.