Baki jesi apki marjiMe: thik hai pi le. Aur mene ek glass uska bhi bana diya.Jese hi usne piya uski ajib si shakal ban gayi ki kitna kadva hai ye kese... pi lete ho. Mene kaha jabhi to sabke pini baski thodi hai. Ja so ja subha aram se uthna meri chutti hai kal aur parso ki.Roshni: koi na ek aur de do.Me: pakka??Roshni: ha koi na do aap.Mene uska ek aur peg bana diya. Usne karib 5 peg mare aur vo jhumne lagi. Mene pucha ki sab thik hai to kheti bhaiya ser ghum raha hai garmi lag rahi hai. Mein. Ek dukan per gaye waha dukandaar or uski biwi dono bethe the. Maine dukandar ko namasakar karne ke bad apni products ke bare me bata raha tha to usne kaha sir hum apki company ki her product apni dukan me bechte hai. Lekin hame is me koi khas profit nahi milta . Maine uska naam puchha . Wo bole mera naam raajubhai hai. Aur meri patni krishana maine namste kiya. Phir krishna boli sir aap kuchh scheme karde to …. … Itana bolke usne meri aur matlabi smile di. Maine bhi impression jamate hue kaha. The beginning conversation was rather stiff. He tried to make nice.“Marilyn’s told me,” he said to her mother. “You were in the same sorority, but in a different chapter. Dickinson, wasn’t it?”“You remembered.” Well, yes, he had. But, apparently, she wanted to be known as a Zate. The conversation continued on that subject.“I’ve got a great line,” Marilyn said. “I’ve known Little Sisters who got into feuds with their Big Sisters, girls who couldn’t stand their Grand Big Sister at all. But. .. surprised to see you here.”“Why?”“Just because.”“Well, I thought you’d be here this morning. Why are you here, if you didn’t think I’d come?”“This is where I fish,” she said simply.I noticed that she wasn’t fishing, though. Her rod was leaning against the rail.“All right,” I said, shrugging. I set down my stuff and lowered my bucket down to the surface to pull up some water. “Catch anything?” I asked, peering into her container. It was empty of water, even, so I poured some in. She just.