Her words were rationed, as if she knew they were limited and had to be released into the air sparingly, or they would run out while she still needed ...hem. He easily imagined her dumb in her old age, her supply of words dried up. But perhaps one day he’d be the one left dumb, one of those elderly people whose lips move soundlessly. Perhaps they had run out of words, expelling them unthinkingly throughout their lives, like him. ‘It’s in joint names Ray, it has to be sold or you have to buy me. Sit your wife down in front of the computer and I’ll have a word with her. Is that OK with you?”The man nods.“Will seven do?”Again the man nods, and that is that.Saturday, May 24, 19:00What I see of the woman is a field of pale blue covering her upper body. It’s a bit like looking at a Mark Rothko. I smile to myself, thinking that it puts us on a level playing field, at least to begin with, since I too have tilted the screen to show only my upper body, clad in a standard white shirt.“Good. He then told me that I could not marry outside the church, and that I would marry whomever he tells me to marry. He said that Pastor Jacobs was a fine man, and that I would come to love him in time.’ ‘I ran crying to the room I shared with my sister. My mother followed me up the stairs, where she hugged me and told me that my father wanted only the best for me. She said he was just using his right to decide, as her father did for her.’ ‘Our bedroom overlooked the roof of a summer kitchen on the. 11’ in height, whitish in colour n slim body. I am happily married and blessed with one kid, my wife is good looking women and we have good understanding with each other, and till now we never had any type of problems in between us. Not to mention I am very reserved kind of a guy who as very small circle of friends.So coming to the point today I took some courage to narrate my true happenings in my life which has changed forever and this thing happened only a few weeks back, as I told you I am.