What a strange thing to say. Why would she want to start a revolution? She shrugged and shook her head, then turned back to her hotel. The streets wer...e quiet now as darkness had fallen. Street lights and bar windows lit the way. She plunged her hands into her pockets, turned on her handy com, hunched forward and considered what she had been told as she walked.How much of what the old man had told her did she actually believe? True the artifact had a strange hold over her and she had experienced. I couldn't get over it, but I kept having this feeling of impending doom.Whatever it was, the women decided that it did not keep them from washing clothes. I now had two sets of clothes, so I was not discommoded by having my clothes dumped into the stream, so I sat down to try to figure out what was bothering me so much. My ruminations had not gotten far when I heard a series of pistol shots. The women had moved down the stream about 50 yards where there was a more convenient place to do the. He had a girlfriend in Delhi and he was seeing a girl from his company also. The girl always used to come to my room and he always asked me to go to the dining room until they enjoy their fuck session.As we became friends he asked me why don’t I bring someone into the room. I would love to sit in the dining room just like you sat for me many times. “I don’t have the luck like you in sex, ” I told him. He told me he knows a girl who will be ready to get fucked by you.I was like, “Really?” He. ‘Go forward, Evelin, what is happening in that village right now?’ The child calmed, and rocked, and hummed. ‘They are all out in the fields. Only an old man and two old women are in the village. They are weaving and talking. The sun is shining and that is nice, it soothes their old joints.’ ‘What’s the name of the village?’ he asked. ‘Kafala’s rest,’ stated Evelin. The worn out man jotted it down next to rain, thirty-six days, and missing ditches. ‘So many died in the plague there,’ said.