The counter was encased in glass with multiple pastries and different types of bread laid out. I waited in line for a few minutes and when I got up to...order my mind went blank. There were so many options I didn’t know what to choose. After a minute of just staring at the baked goods I asked “What do you recommend?”He responded in a thick Hispanic accent “ Dhis one berry good.”. He had placed a maple and cinnamon donut on a piece of wax paper and asked “Fo here o to go?”. I said here would be. Dadaji ne kaha, “ Is umar mein aurat sab ka bur ka dhaga khul jata hai. Aur tumhara dekho ek dum kadak hai.” Mummy ne pucha aapko pasand nahi hai ka. Dadaji ne kaha, “Kanchan tumko hum jab pahila bar dekhe the tabihiye samajh gaye the tumhara tang jayada bar nahi khula hai.”Mummy unke taraf dekhe jaa rahi thi. Mummy ne kaha ego bat kahe. Dadaji ne bola bolo humri mummy ne kaha aaj hum eiha nahi soyenge. Dadaji ne kaha kahe? Mummy ne kaha kal hum yahi the na. Aur aaj dard bahute ho raha itna bat. I explained about the party, and the fact we had trailed all over Edinburgh and a good part of Manchester searching for that something special and that he was our last hope. The young lad told us his name was Ali, and disappeared behind a pile of boxes. Two minutes later, Ali appeared with an armful of tops and asked us to search through them to see if there was anything suitable. Tom gasped, as he held up a couple of see- through tops, “I like those,” Tom said. “Can I. Meanwhile the Mongolia was pushing forward rapidly; on the 13th, Mocha, surrounded by its ruined walls whereon date-trees were growing, was sighted, and on the mountains beyond were espied vast coffee-fields. Passepartout was ravished to behold this celebrated place, and thought that, with its circular walls and dismantled fort, it looked like an immense coffee-cup and saucer.The following night they passed through the Strait of Bab-el-Mandeb, which means in Arabic The Bridge of Tears, and the.