Dosto se pucha to pta chala 1baj chuka hai mri halat kharb k ab ghar me jane nhi milega fir friends ne hukka khatm kiya aur muje 15 minutes me ghar dr...p kar diya bt door lock ho chuka tha mri samaj me nhi aa rha tha karun to kya karun.q k dad ko rat Me der se ana psnd nhi hai mai soch rha tha k karun to kya karun k achanak aunty k ghar k door open hogya aur aunty bahar ayen auq muje dekh kar pucha k itni rat ko bhr kya kar rhe ho mai:dosto k sath tha to ane me der hogaye aur ab dad ka to apko. The guy I root for did OK, and I liked being with my friends. It’s a heck of a drive, though, eleven hours one way. I stopped in Milford, my old hometown, on the way back, to see some friends also.”“You know, I never asked you, how many people live in the house with you?” she said, taking a bite of her sub sandwich.“Six. Five of them go to IIT the other one is at UofC.”“Six guys? That must be a heck of a party!”I chuckled, “Six girls. None of my housemates are guys. When I lived in the. If the planet needed an enema, then Hull is where the tube would go. Now there are cities in the north of England with a large ethnic population, but at the time, Hull wasn’t one of them. So my parents stood out, to say the least. My parents, Siwatu and Chiku Mwenye both managed to find work rapidly, at the time it was easy to get a job, if it was one that not many people really wanted to do. Dad got a job on the docks and mum ended up on the production line of a factory across the road from it. I think you’d enjoy the event. Plus, if you go there’s going to be a special opportunity for you.”“Where do I pee?” I said instinctively. If it was a party my parents were going to, then I wanted to do so as well.The party was a week away. I got off work for Saturday by trading off a day the following week.I tried to ask my parents more about the party, my special opportunity, where it was, etc. and they basically said I should wear swim trunks, a t-shirt and a pair of flip-flops, but little.