My duties extended beyond that, theoretically, but never in reality. I was never called to patrol the roof, I was never called to talk to people. Do y...ur job. Do your job. This was my job. Sitting, watching people.People became videos, unfolded before me. Videos became stories. Stories became fantasies. Do your job. I began looking a little closer at the screens. They say the closer you look, the less you see. Soon, one by one, the other screens blurred out until I could only see one at a time.. Aaj se karib teen month pahale me apne ek dost ke ghar gaya tha uske ghar me uske papa mummy aur vo teen log rah rahe the uske papa ki umar karib 55 sal ki hogi uska ghar bahut chhota tha aur garmi karn sab log terries par hi sote the rat ko khana khane ke bad anty ne hamara bister terries par lagaya mera bister bich me tha ek aur mera dost ka bister tha aur dusri aur uske papa ka. Rat ke karib 1 baje meri nind udi to uncle mere pairo par apna pair ragad rahe the usne sirf lungi pahani thi aur. Barbara was his Mother's name. "Yes, Jane." came the sound of his Mother's voice, madesomewhat tinny by the distance of the overseas call. Theutter lack of interest those toneless words conveyed was herresponsibility alone."Barb, I have Michael here. Would you please repeat what youjust told me?" Michael heard and then saw the barelyrestrained emotion rippling beneath Jane's reserved andautocratic facade."Oh, very well, but you could have told him." was the boredreply. "We are late for the. She dreamed of old conversations with those she had held close, and had impressions of talking to some of them anew, confusion about their changed lives, reminiscences of old events, unfinished business.There was nothing new in her life now. Nothing ever changed, every day the same. It could have been weeks now, or months, or longer.How had it come to this?Her idle curiosity was just a passing fancy, the answer did not matter. She was happy, and comfortable, as if permanently held between.