Though most of them thought its highly unlikely, the thought of getting some action in future made them argue about it.“But she was sick and bed-rid...en today.”“She faked it!”“Why would she do such a thing?”“I don’t know, ask Ramesh.”While the men stayed far from the gate, Ramesh went ahead as carried Pramila’s husband Rajesh to Pramila at the gate and then to their room.“Why are you here? Are you okay? Where is Rani?” asked Ramesh while walking with Pramila and carrying her husband in arms.“I. Let me narrate the story in his own words from hereon – Finally my parents agreed and gave me permission to join college in Delhi as it was a very good college and I got free seat there. I’m overjoyed. Packed my luggage and happy to be independent but my mom told that our uncles son is staying there and I must stay with them. I didn’t agree and I told that I will not study if I stay with them because first of all I’m uncomfortable with new people and secondly I cannot concentrate if TV is. Me: damn! michelle: what are you hiding I got the same things you do, yours look a little nicer but still the same things. as she invited herself into the bathroom with the glass of wine in her hand. I was wet. (not by water) me: umm get out Michelle: so you get to see me naked but I can't look at you, what you to good to look at. me:no Michelle: you look like you taste good. as she set down on the sink. I was shocked to her that coming from her she is normally the quiet innocent one. . It was a time to grieve as well as to reconnect. Mom decided to continue to live on the farm as all of her friends were there as well as several close family members. I left to return to San Francisco several days after dad’s funeral. I was still hurting from losing dad. Yes he was getting old however he was otherwise in good health. I guess it was just his time. I had never thought of the possibility that he would eventually die. He was always there for me, for us. It was hard to accept. On.