Sodhi : are soniyo do din ki bat h fir aa kr teri chut ki sari pyas bujh duga meri soni .Roshn:( man me sochte huve : sale bhdve mera ek bar pani nika...lne me tera do bar pani nikal jata h or chut ki pyas bujhayega bhenchod sala)fir bhi jaldi aa jana .Fir sodhi roshn ko kiss kr k nikal jata hRoshn apni jawani ki aag liye udas ho kr andr jane lgti h tbhi use yad aata h or wo flashback me chli jati h flashback me: daya or roshn sabji wale se sabji khridti rhti h tbhi daya sbji ke bhav ko sunkr. Brittany argued for and I argued against. Beca and I had worked hard to shape arguments for and against but had no idea what our counterparts, Desi and Brittany, would present. Since we didn’t know how they’d argue, we made up our own scenario and focused on the elements in the Brutus and Marc Antony speeches. I decided to go all out on the satire aspect, regardless of what Brittany said in her argument.In class, we’d all discussed the elements of argument and subtle discreditation. We’d seen. He may have some suggestions."* * *Ten minutes later I was sitting in Vera's room wearing just a pinkdressing gown and a pair of paper knickers. My handbag, dress, slip,girdle and stockings were hanging up in her cupboard. My wig was on astand on the dressing table. I caught a glimpse of myself in herdressing table mirror. I looked weird with Rob's hair and Martha'sface.Warned that my 'treatment' would take at least a couple of hours,Susie had gone off to the nearest supermarket. Not. My mother was a modest woman. She wore long skirt with a matching blouse in home and the 'Osariya', the traditional dress of Sri Lankan women to the school. But still she had a good sense about fashion. She had a body which you can't say chubby, but had her fat in all the right places with large breasts, 36D in size. Talking about her armpits, I know for a fact that they are hairy. I don't know whether she trims them or shaves them regularly, but they are hairy. You must be wondering how I got.