"Jenny disappeared," I stated."Disappeared?" he said."Yes, she was there one minute but when I looked again she was gone," I said. "I asked were she w...s but they all just laughed." So what did you do?" he said."I went looking, but it was so dark," I said, "I called out her name a few times and when I did I could hear them all laughing at me again." But you did find her?" he asked.Yes, I fucking did, I screamed inside my brain."Yes," I whispered. "The moon came out from behind a cloud and bathed. Tabhi wo tisri or chhoti nikita boli: Sweta lagta hai devarji ko hamari nadiyon me dubki nahi lagai hai, lagai hoti to kuch khush hote.Ab me ne smile deke bola: Bhabhi aisa nahi abhi to sirf mene nadi ko durse dekha hi hai, dubki lagani baki ha….Wo do no meri bat ko sun ke has padi, or Nikita boli : To jaldi hi laga lena kahi pani sukh na jaye,Mai: Nahi bhabhi, maine nadi dhyan se dekhi hai, or uska pani sukhne wala nahi hai.To rekha bhabhi : Ascharya se muje dekhne lagi or Sweta or nikita ko. Kittering sat across from me in a padded straight-backed chair."So I understand you are suffering from a case of mistaken identity?" Just some sort of government records foul up," I said. "They've been telling me for the past few years that I died. I keep showing them I'm very much alive. I've finally tracked the source of the problem down to the death of another Maggie Kittering in the Canterbury area. When I checked the hospital records, I saw not only the notice of her death, but her birth. The second time less so, and the third time she really thought he was just trying to provoke her. And he was! He was! He loved being told not to talk such nonsense. For the first time ever they were on some kind of common ground. It really was like babysitting a spoiled child. They might never be your first choice to spend time with but, if properly managed, the experience could be a rewarding one for both parties. And her music was coming along so well! Second place at the music festival,.