Fir maine aarti ko bola aarti bura nahi mano to mai ek baat bolu wo poochne lagi kya maine kaha soch lo wo boli sahab aapne jo mere liye kiya hai uske...liye to mai apni jaan bhi dedu ye sunke mai bhut kush ho gaya maine usse ek packet diya aur bola aarti isme tumhare liye kuch hai agar tum mere liye kuch karna chati ho to ise pehan ke dikhanaFir wo packet le ke apne kamre me chali gayi fir kareeb 1 ghante baad usne mera darwaja khat khataya to mai dekh ke dang reh gaya us dress mai bhut sundar. They simply picked out a new body when they died. Everyone does it; most of us just don't remember. Dying is usually pretty traumatic, you know; too much pain and trauma to allow yourself to recall, plus, being in a different environment, your memories fade quickly if there are too many differences to anchor them. It's simply easier to forget." So you've lived before, too, huh?" Vanessa wanted to know."Yeah," Tanya replied, sounding hesitant. "But I don't remember much. Elaine tells me I was a. Eventually someone called to him from the entrance, and he hastily left, sealing the door behind him."Here we go!" said Meiersdottir to a delighted Meier as the lander exited the ship. Most of the new passengers moved quickly to cluster at the lander's three tiny windows; the Gardener itself had none, and although they'd seen the images on monitors this was their first experience viewing Eden and the space around it directly. Meiersdottir carried the baby over to one for a look of his own,. ”“You had lots of people to talk to. I didn’t. I’ve never really been able to talk to anyone,” Becky said, her voice full of sadness.Given this was Becky, my first thought was that it was just another game she was playing, just another attempt to pull me into a relationship that I knew would be doomed even before it began. Even a friendship with Becky was fraught with all kinds of risks and danger. But, given the circumstances, I was probably the only person she could really talk to. I’d have.