Dusyra divshi sarvajan dupari aale. Kakaajoba,kaka,shambhu ani te doghe arabi shekh ani tyacha sahakari. Aji ani me tyancha swagatla hoto mavshi khaas...jevnachi tayari karat hoti. Ti baher aali nahi. Me shekh la pahile. To 65 varsha cha asel. Tyancha paramparik veshat aala hota. Chehrya varun tar khup sadha vatat hota. Modkya todkya marathi tun bolat hota. Tyala dadhi mishi hoti thodi pandhari zaleli. Tyacha sahakari sutaat hota tyala chashma hota to sadha hota. Kakaajobani ani kakne aamchi. He was a jack of all trades really, a bit good at anything he tried. He was average looking, a shade under six foot tall, 190 pounds, brown hair he kept in a medium fade (his hair was thick and course, not allowing for anything much longer) and his eyes were a hazel color. He prefered to wear what he was wearing today, all-terrain New Balance shoes, khaki cargo pants, a gray v-neck shirt under a navy blue half zip sweater. One would say he was unremarkable.His father was an Army man, hauling he. ’ Allison saw nothing but smoky fog in the crystal. ‘Not to worry my dear,’ said Hazel patting her hand, ‘not to worry, you’re work is not done here, yet. You will return one score and five before the planets, Venus, Jupiter, and Uranus are aligned with the sun. Then, when they come into alignment, you shall die again.’ She stared across at the frightened young woman. ‘I’m going to die, again? What do you mean again? What kind of crazy mumble jumble is this?’ said Allison with tears streaming. What's going on, lover girl?" Donna asked sleepily, as Jack moved back towards his computer and inserted the chrome box into an oversized computer port. One of the widescreen monitors on his desk immediately flickered to life, with red wavy lines and a bunch of numbers popping onto it. None of it made any sense at all to Emily, but the way Jack's fingers were restlessly tapping on the arms of his chair, she could tell that the numbers certainly were exciting to her brother."Here, Emily," said.