As our eyes locked she suddenly looked very young and vulnerable. Without a word she spun around and ran back towards the camp. I pulled on my new sho...rts and fastened them. I stood thinking that I had seen the frank appraisal of a grown woman in her initial glaze. My adult world was far removed from modern teenagers and I had no basis of rapport with her generation. I shook my head and told myself I had been mistaken. When I walked back to the camp Jennifer gave me a quick glance then continued. Jaise hi wo aaya wo didi ke hotho ko chusne lga.. Didi ne uska muh pakda or use dhakka dia or wo gir gya.. Sb hasna lge .. Wo fir aaya. To didi ne usko pakad kr duri traf fek dia..Wo bola ke m bhi chodunga. Ritu boli ke dum h to chod. Didi ne parnav or rakesh se kha ke tum jao.. Pr ramu bola ke m ise chod kr aaunga.. Wo didi ka phone no. Le kr chale gye.. Pr rame wahi rha.. Didi ne kha ke tu ja sale gandu.. Or khadi ho kr bathroom me jane lgi .. Pr ramu didi pey se chipak gya or chut me ungli. ’ He answered. I became afraid. Violence was something that I wished to avoid, especially since there was a new life developing inside of me. ‘Dreng…why does this have to be?’ I asked. ‘Why can’t we find a peaceful life and wait until this is all over.’ ‘Aase…that is hard to answer. But I think you know the answer. Our families demand justice. Our people must be free.’ He said softly to me. ‘Yes. But I can’t stand the thought of ever losing you. Dreng I love you so much.’ I said. Tears were. Finally he decided to knot a silk scarf around my head, covering my mouth. I like to talk. This was a real restraint.Somehow this felt silly to me and I had to restrain myself not to giggle. Phil was now slowly undressing which usually is an important stage for him where he gets exited showing off. Before he got to the last item he turned around and fiddled with something. When he turned around I noticed a strange extension at the front of his slip which looked like a foot long funny hat of a.