Bhang kha rahe the.Rusha jyoti kamlesh sabko forcefully raj ne bhang khila diya tha.Kamlesh ko thoda jyada khilaya tha taki wo nashe se chur ho jaye.R...j pakka rang leke kamlesh ke muh mei poora ragad diya aur wahei pakka rang se apna muh kala kar diya.Tricks karke raj ne kalmlesh se apna topi exchange kar liya.Aab ekdam samajh mei nehi aa raha tha kaun kamlesh hai aur kaun raj.Raj aab dhire dhire rusha ke karib jane laga tha.Uske aass pass bhatak raha tha,aur sahei mauke ka intezar kar raha. To make matters worse, we had a no commercial gift policy. It was originally my mom’s idea, but it’s become sort of a tradition in our family.Instead of going out and buying something they could get for themselves, we always try to give a gift that cannot be bought. There is some flexibility as to what counts as ‘bought’. For example, one of the first gifts I remember giving my dad was a macaroni necklace. I know that’s not very original, but I was five, cut me some slack. So while we had to. So I am here to narrate it. And since this is my first story I may have grammar mistake. but I won’t worry about that, because I m here to entertain you with my incident not to educate you with my English or to learn English from any of u.ok here I am. I am vicky and I m not bother to say my class mate name .she is mercy Wilson..we done our schooling together. Even though we studied together during our school days only thing I know about her is her name . I guess she don’t even know my name.. It stops you in your tracks.“Bad girl,” are the words I’ve been craving to hear, though you growl them as several people wander by. I could not care less what their opinions are on your lust. I much rather prefer to know yours. I blow you a kiss, taking you by the hand into the lobby.________________________________________I always have a sardonic appreciation for the easy listening muzak in elevators, but you make me gasp for air laughing when you start air guitar-ing by the fifth floor. We’re.