She enquired as to my lodgings and engaged me in conversation. I recognised that her interest in me was not merely resultant upon my having returned h...r money. She had a look that I had seen oft before. She looked at my poor clothes and, to my great surprise, touched my face, dirty though it was and bruised. To the coachman’s horror, she told me to enter the coach and return with her to her house. She had, she said, some clothes which might be of use and she would ensure her cook fed me well.. I only wish to help.” His hands are outstretched in a universal offering of help, they have a look of old, dried leather imbedded with calluses upon calluses. His smile is weak but genuine and it is hard not to trust such a disarming smile. Yet, there Is not another vehicle anywhere to be seen, nor any type of home or even a path where he might have come from. “Grandfather, thank you for your offer but I do not wish to put you to so much trouble, least you hurt yourself at my expense.” She is. And they were getting ready and I said radisha I will go home and take my mobile charger and come . And she went upstairs to bring clothes which was out for drying. Before I left their home, uncle asked me to switch of lights and tv and he said we are leaving . Once radisha comes down you go to ur home as he didn’t want to lock the doors. I said ok and was sitting in sofa. And I had call of nature. So I kept the main door a bit opened and went to use the restroom. Once I entered. I heard the. I’ll be there soon.She was in the kitchen all day long, cooking lots of things for the guests. I quickly opened the door, and they were already on the car porch. It was a new jeep compass. I was admiring the car while my uncle and aunt came to the door.Uncle Jerry: Hey, David! Nice car, right?Me: Yeah, uncle! It looks awesome.But then another view stuck to my eyes. My aunt. God, she was smoking. She is 40, two years older than my mom. She was wearing a saree. My mom also wears a saree. But that.