Last year delhi k ek university se meri graduation complete hui usk bad main eek small bpo join kiya jahan postpaid connections ke lie calling ki jaat... hai, as a telecaller ki job mili mujhe phir meri computer mein command or meri sales pitch acche hone ki vajah se mujhe team leader bana diya gaya, mujhe kuch hafte hue the as a tl kaam karte hue to ek din ek nayi telecaller ke job k lie ek ladki interview dene aayi, jiska interview lene k lie mujhse kaha gaya, vo ek bahut hi pretty, sober ladki. The Emir opened the proceedings by reminding the audience of the three choices available to the contestants of the eunuchs whip, the birch, or the bastinado. Several of the Chief Eunuchs of the sponsors were all present and had been told which contestants they were to whip, but not which instrument that entrant had chosen. Naturally no Chief Eunuch was to perform on his own master's nominee. The Emir had decreed that since some, but not all Masters required blows to be counted, the women were. That might sound strange, but it was true.I stepped out onto the sidewalk. Pedestrians bustled about their daily lives, cars and buses moved along the street. I wondered how many of the people passing by me knew they had cancer. Certainly some of them must. Then I wondered how many of them had it and didn't know it. I hadn't had a clue until I went through a week of having strange pains in my gut.I wasn't envious of all the healthy folks. I'd lived long enough. I had felt that way for several. I stopped my breathing as I waited for her answer.I was anxious. Was she going to take offence? Would she agree to stay?“Young man, are you trying to tempt a married woman?”, she smiled and asked.The woman smiled and she was not offended. It gave me courage.“What if I am? Let me accompany you during your stay in Delhi”, I proposed.She looked at my eyes intently. I thought she could see through my soul. But I gathered my gut and did not cower. I looked into her eyes too.“Then, you have.