As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.The litigator responded, "I shot a duc... and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in Nevada and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you. Once we boarded the train I saw my cousin’s family and few of my relatives were also there. We all sat together and had a nice journey I saw my cousin Chitra in her pink salwar kames and looking stunning in her loose hair with limited make up. On seeing me she smiled and called me to sit in her compartment. All aged people were at one area and we 8 youngsters including me and my cousin where in one compartment. We were all playing cards and joking with each other. While playing cards I used to. I was sad for the Circle K ... the house, a fine example of 1890’s architecture and the best carpenters money could buy, was knocked six inches off its foundation by a felled cottonwood tree. I was sad for the thirteen thousand old trees shattered on the ranch and the twelve hundred head of branded Circle K cattle killed in the fields and who knows how many yet to be branded calves.I was sad for the fools.The only thing I accomplished was finishing my Flintlock class. The fit and finish on my. I merely answered to her questions. One night she asked me, Nikhil, what would you do when the girl of your dream is in front of you? I felt awkward and tried to evade the question. But she insisted me on answering it. She changed the question a bit and said, Ok! How would you propose her? I thought for a moment and then read few of the poetic lines from my diary (I had the habit of writing, whenever I was free, but never let anybody read it). She was surprised and asked if those were.