Pedestrian, plain,unimaginative. Some women referred to them as 'Passion Killers', recalling the silk-ration shortagesof the war years of the previous...century. Dull,colourless and boring. Life had been depressingly monotone since AmericaFirst had gotten into power.The end of the twentieth century had unleashed avirtual torrent of conservative values, a return tothe political Right surpassing even the lethargy ofthe Regan years. Picket Fence lifestyles had sproutedacross the continent like a. The gunnery officer thought of the letters he was going to have to write to the families of the crewmen inside, and thanked Providence that he was on a newer ship that no longer carried projectile firing guns. At least he wouldn't incur any more casualties as the ammo in the magazines cooked off.He had known the numbers wouldn't add up when he gave the order to double up the lasers, and so had the kid on the phones, but better to leave only one missile untouched than all five. At least, he. Mai apne room gayi to mujhe nhi maloom tha ki aslam or junaid mere room mere gifts pack kar rahe the m room me gayi to wo done mujhe dekh kar chhowk gaye kyoki mera colour ekdum fair j or m beauty parlour mekup kar ayi thi bus shadi ka joda pahnnna tha. To m unko bolo ki plzzz aap log bahar jao muje clothes change karne h itna bolne pr wo dono waha se chale gaye or m apne room me bed pr let gayi m apni cousin sister ka wait kar rahi thi ki wo aye or meri help kare cloths pahnne me or m bed pr. It felt awesome being naked as I pushed my bicycle, the warmth of the sun contrasting with the cool air, whenever I walked into a shaded part.I mounted my cycle and started to peddle, lost in my dreams when before I could stop, the trees opened up to show a car park, and two older men sitting on the low plank, forming its boundaries, the look on both their faces spoke volumes, as they were as surprised by my appearance as I there's.'Hello', one called out, I braked and stopped a a few meters.