Do not forget to give your comments at bottom and by email at or talk to me on yahoo messenger. Prakash had cut short the story but could not cut his...thoughts. The whole incident about first meeting with Maya started come before his mind. He did not want to hide anything from Jaya, but few things are better hidden, he thought. What happened that day was little different from what he told to Jaya.When Maya and her husband Raju entered, Prakash was shaken from within seeing him. He was a perfect. Well in line to this club called ?Banked? we came across an old acquaintance from my father?s job.-?Josh!? I shouted to the back of the line, trying to get his attention. -?Josh, you black asshole! Meet us inside for a few beers!? I got a quiet nod of recognition.The three of us always enjoyed each other?s company, despite the age difference. Josh was 40+ something and me and Frank were both 25.Finally we reach the doorman after standing in line for about thirty minutes. Frank pays the entrance. It only lasted for a few seconds before G & G had the opening covered by the wards. The Lieutenant was very unhappy (furious) with us, but we vanished before he could do anything.Following that, two of us went to each lamp position to create an opening for ventilation and ward it. There had been quite a bit of commotion when the rain suddenly stopped, but it didn't last long, and everyone seemed to be glad that it was no longer raining on them. Everyone but that Lieutenant, that is. We were. " They placed his deformity on display and charged townspeople for the privilege of gawking at him. Whenever the gypsies set up their camp, he knew he would have to suffer through four shows a day. They placed him in front of an audience and then Jaevert stripped him of his sack for the amusement and horror of paying customers.Life with the gypsies had not been the boy's choice. The gypsies had found him unconscious, beaten and bloody in an alley when he was what he had guessed to be 8 or 9.