Who wants winter? I think..but also, I was thinking about my bad luck, dont have any day off until summer passes.Bus was crowdy, and there you can rea...ized about the funny and weird mix in the air..dirty sweat smell but with oil fragance, from people going to the beach. Also, some ladies (and suited men like me) covered in fresh fragances trying to cover that dirtiness. Strange, but sometimes hotAfter a while, entering the office, I saw same mixture. But nobody suited, just me..Wtf!?? Whats. ‘It’s not so cold in the winter and not so hot in the summer. They say the scenery is fantastic. It’s always green … all year around.’ ‘I’m sure I will, Roddy. I hope this is what you want, not what you think I want. You have your own life to live, son. I’m just happy you want me to come along.’ ‘I wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides, I need a bookkeeper for my business. You’re just the person for the job,’ I grinned. Her smile in return was all I needed to see. My lean, attractive mother. Me-hello.Zalak-aap kon?Usse pata chal gaya tha ki main raj nahi huMe -rahul,raj ka best frnd huZalak-achha.Phr woh mere baare me pu6ne lagi or aese hi hum log normal baate karne lage.Maine bhi uske baare me choti choti chiz k baare me pu6a or usne sab bataya.Phr end me maine zalak ko bola tera number me le raha hu raj k pass se toh usne bola I dont min .Main ander hi ander khush hone laga.Kyun ki agar mere pass kisi bhi ladki ka number ho to main usse patane me expert hu.Phir maine baat khatam. Also, for whatever reason, I never really seemed to think of myself asa boy; typical boys toys didn't interest me but baby dolls and otherthings for girls like toy makeup kits, made me happy. A lot of littleboys try on their mom's clothes but most outgrow it. For me though, itwas just like any other little girl seeing what it would be like whenshe was a grown up lady like her mom. Even if mom and dad had chewed meout for wearing mom's stuff and punished me instead of buying me girl'sclothes, it.