Phir roz ki tarah chachi ne aawaz lagai aur mai sabun lagane ko gaya, itne dino se sabun lagake Confidence aa gaya tha aur mai maze se sabun lagata th... aur kabhi kabhi petticoat ke thoda andar tak jaata tha. Aaj jo dekha to hosh udd gaye aaj chachi petticoat aur bra me thi kale colour ka bra unki gori chamdi ko suit kar raha tha,mere kuch puchne ne pehle hi chachi ne kahan isse dikat nahi hogi aur pure pith ki safai ho jayegi,ab pith ka ek bada hissa dikh raha tha maine acche se sabun pure pith. " she almost shouted at me.I looked in her eyes and for a second, I thought I could see a flicker of fear. Why did she care about me? She had flushed me away like a used tampon and now she was telling me she was worried about me? What's wrong with this picture?"Joyce... why do you care? You didn't care two years ago. Why do you give a fuck what happens to me?" I asked, still baffled by this visit.She didn't answer me. She stood up and walked around the deck and looked out over the eastern view. They waved away my leaflet. They surrounded and hugged me. ‘That’s for trying,’ one said as they went. 03. Carolling Christmas Eve I watched my daughter hide her disappointment. She had missed her school’s carol concert for another operation on her legs. The doorbell rang. ‘Can Joy come carolling?’ Our neighbour’s son wheeled her chair out into the frosty street. As her voice lifted in rousing chorus, Joy was unconfined. 04. No pets for Christmas. My daughter Nadia helped every day at an. I was not so focused on the stage as usual but I will for sure remember this evening and the encounter with this young woman. I contribute to the applause and the soprano is called back on stage seven or eight times in a row. When the curtain falls on the stage for the last time, I take my stuff. I join the crowd and head towards the exit. It will take some time to walk down the endless stairs. Reaching the exit of the theater takes always a long time. People walk slowly while they comment on.