Ya jyada tar story imagination ha ya ek dusre ki padhke likhi ha jise (ya log story padheta ha or jo inhe pasand ati ha ushe ya thoda sa change karke ...pni story likh deta ha .Ya log sochta ha ki koi ladi ya story padhke inhe mail karegi or inki lottery lag jai gi kyu ki in logo ki sab story ma ek he baat hoti ha jo baar baar padhne ma maja ni aata.) to ya sab story muje bakwas lagti ha to mena aap laga ko apni real story (ki kaise mena 8-9 din ma apni mam chodi). Phela to ma likhna nai chata. The other two appeared to be twice his size and age, but they were very deferential to the younger man. I knew the one on the left and wondered if he would remember me, half-hoped he would not. The older men's khaki pants were wrinkled and their knit shirts limp. The young man's dark jacket hung sleekly on his chubby body and his ice-blue silk necktie was tightly knotted against his flawless collar. He looked air conditioned. His shoes glowed. His cuff links glittered. His skin was pink, his. Pickup will take care of itself," Pham said. "You realize that, since they're in deep space, the support fleet is right on the attack fleet's tail, so we're going to have to thread our way through the attack fleet before we even reach the support fleet, right?" The pilots have been running sims for that," Colin told him. "It's a little tricky, but even the attack fleet maintains a spacing of several miles while in transit. Even without maneuvering, the odds of running into one of them are. Me jb wha gya to sonal bhe apne ghar holidays pr aaye hue the uske college me bhe off tha.me sonal se kafi tym baad mila tha aur jb me ghar pahuncha to mama ne btaya ke Sonal aaye he jb maine use dekha to usne mujhe smile de aur haal chal pucha phir me room me fresh hone chla gya mere mn me sonal keliye koi galat feeling nhe the jb me bathroom me nhanegya to meri nazar side pe pde bucket pe gye aur maine dekha k usme kpde pde he un sb kpdo ke upper ek bra the wo shayad sonal ke he the kyunki.