Through my mask, I noticed that the rope barriers were no longer in place and the stage had become very small and the crowd was almost on top of me an... within touching distance.There were many who were slapping the stage floor, yelling for my mask to be removed.“You have spoken!” exclaimed Birdman.With that, he reached out and removed my mask.“You?!” he yelled.I was horrified, yet at the same time a rush of intense adrenaline pulsed through my body. My mask was now off and I was exposed, and my. In the First World War it became a convalescent home for wounded soldiers and after the war the building became a maternity home. In recent times it was purchased by developers and transformed into a luxury hotel and wedding venue.My sister, Tamsin, was getting married and she had chosen the venue for the wedding to her fiancé, Maxwell. As Tamsin’s brother I had been booked into one of the premier rooms in the hotel. I was quite glad that Maxwell was footing the bill because Granby Hall was way. We do a little looking, then serve his ?highness? with a notice, then get the hell out. He wouldn’t dare touch us. We’re with the UN.?I know that, I say. Still, my eyes can’t help but fall on his dossier picture again. He’s standing at some podium in his little shithole country, fist raised, covered in satin and steel, a gold monocle implanted in one eye, his fatty jowls blown outward like a bullfrog, his flushed face the color of hate, of control, of fanaticism. Crossing a man like Chang might. . Me farmer hu…from Nyer Surat…Ye aaj se 3 month pehle ki bat he… 1 din me apni bik pe ja raha tha tab hamare najdiki gaw ke 1 NRI or uski beti Maghna wo log meri bik ke aage the waha raste ka kam ho raha tha to patthar pade huwe the unki bik slep mari or wo log gir pade me unke piche tha to pehle mene dekha or unki help ki or unko hospital le gaya wahaMaghna ko jyada laga nahi tha per uske papa ko jyada laga tha unke sir me se khun beh raha tha use dekh ke maghna achanak gir padi wo mere baju.