Like all young boys, I would occasionally become a little sloppyand when this happened my Mother would immediately punish me harshly, so Iquickly lear...ned it was easier to not stray. Despite this high level ofdiscipline I loved and adored my Mother. She was not just my Mother; shewas my mentor, my tutor in the ways of the world, my guardian and my bestfriend. I worked hard at school and was quite bright always doing well inexamsBy the time I was sixteen Mother and I were doing many things. ”“I should give up being surprised by our trainees – you, in particular. You’re a remarkable young woman, and Steve’s a lucky chap.”As she left the office, she saw Steve, talking to Sixteen – Penelope ‘Poppers’ Linden – whom she knew somewhat. Sixteen had gained weight and had an almost normal figure now, but was still thoroughly decorated with tattoos. She knew that the other girl was still at the Centre – at her father’s expense – to help her break her drug habit. She crossed the floor,. He was a man in his mid-sixties but with no evidence of an older man’s belly. Ralph figured that just meant he was a scotch drinker and not inclined to six-pack his way to rotund senior living. He wore glasses that broke away in the middle and hung around his neck like some school teacher’s spectacles waiting to be put together for important moments when vision was absolutely necessary. It looked strange to Ralph, but he was in no position to question it in any form or manner. He noticed that. “Achha theek hai”- uncle ne bola phir humlog ghar pohonch gye.Chachi gate pe khadi thi chacha ke saath.“Kahan chale gaye the tum” – chacha ne puchha“Arey bus aise hi ghoomne rha that”- maine bola.” bata ke to jate agar kho jaate to”- chacha ne chilla ke bola.” arey kahan kho jata bohot bada sheher hai kya apna.. Aur aap tension mat lijiye abhi ye mere ghar pe hai match dekh rhe humlog”- manohar uncle ne bola.Main thoda surprise hua kyunki hamare beech to aisi koi baat nhi hui thi par maine kuch.