Yamini – thanks, dear…Me – only thanks…such a beautiful weather what about a cup of coffee…Yamini – ya sure….come my parents are not hom... right now…they have gone for some wedding to Haryana….Me – Cool….seems like a great momentYamini – what moment are you talking of ??? ( With a naughty smile)Me – nothing….We went to her home….she ensured that none of her neighbours would see me….It was a small house a 1 bhk set….she asked me to seat on the bed ( they didn’t have any sofas or drawing room)She. I guess his time was more important than mine was. The second attorney I felt very good with. The first attorney I felt nothing about. The third attorney I had a vision about, I saw papers in his desk, about a property transfer from a real estate broker, to him, and him to me, with me paying a 400% price increase on the transfer to me. That was enough for that joker.I have finally learned that my vision were telling me what can or might happen, if I just trust them.After lunch I decided to get. ‘Yeah, not as much as I should though,’ she said. ‘I just signed up a few months ago.’ ‘Be patient. It took me a year or so to get rid of my old beer gut,’ I said. ‘Not that I think you…I mean you don’t have…’ I was blushing a little at my faux pas, and Mail Girl laughed. ‘Don’t worry, I know what you mean,’ she said, smiling. ‘Yeah, well, you look good I mean,’ I said, and this time it was Mail Girl who blushed a little. She suddenly looked shy, and I caught her stealing another quick glimpse. I couldn’t take my hands off her, though I don’t know how much she appreciated my attention. I was some kind of techno musician, though I didn’t know what I was supposed to do with all the technical equipment. And my hair was half-way down my back. I just wished I’d stayed like that for longer. One day I went to sleep in this enormous bed with this gorgeous blonde and woke up the following day a homeless drunkard in Brighton. That was horrible!” “I’ve thought about trying to escape from it.