He indicated the way back to his office; he ushered me in, motioned for me to sit, and he sat behind his desk.He got right to the point. "Need a job?"... did a double take. "Well, yeah, I guess," was all I could muster."Look, we've been watching you work out around here, what's it been, two years? Something like that?" I nodded; he continued, "You've made progress like the poster kid for weight loss. I mean, if you could do what you've done, and don't punch me out, here, anybody could do it."I. Behind one of the wall curtains, she found a door. There was no handle to grasp, and she couldn’t push it open. She wondered the purpose of a handle-less door behind a curtain, only lewd imaginings came to mind.Finally, she decided to ring the servant’s bell.She wasn’t caving, she told herself, it wouldn’t happen again.After a short wait, Marianne entered, “Oh dear Lord, child! What have you done to the room?”She was curled up on the bed, wrapped in a shawl, “What is a door without a handle. Mere classes din me sirf 2 ghante ki thi to maine paise kamane aur time spend karane k liye call centre me job Karne ka socha kyonki Mumbai me ye fast tarika hai short term me paise kamane ka. muze mere friend k reference se job bhi mil gayi. it was in vashi(new Mumbai). wo ek inbound call centre tha jaha calls ate the. Wo chotasa aur recently opened hua tha isliye jayda staff hi nahi tha aur calls bhi bahut kam ate the. it was very good cos morning shift me 7-8 employee aur 2 supervisor aur ek. I repeated this several times, but she still did not begin breathing on her own.Pressing my ear against her left breast, I listened for a heartbeat. She had no pulse. I pushed down hard on her chest above where I though her heart was, wishing I had learned how to do CPR properly. Her large, soft breasts flopped obscenely as I pushed down rhythmically on her chest. I continued for several minutes, but she remained still and lifeless. "Somebody, help me! HELP!" I shouted, but there was no one.