We walked up, into a cheer, as the DJ waved me over to him.“G’day, Charles & Claire, I am Andrew the DJ. I’ll play whatever you want—you are a...ces here. You look pretty good for a Seppo—What do you want to dance to?” The DJ said, the first time I’d heard a ‘real’ Australian accent.“Do you have music from the musical GREASE?” I asked knowing Olivia Newton-John was regarded as a ‘saint’ here.“Sure, how ‘bout ‘You are the One that I Want?’” Andrew suggested.Claire clapped her hands as if her. Humme kisi parkar ka koi parda nahi tha, mummy aur meri bahane jo ki mujse karib two years badi thi ne kabhi mujse sharm ya parda nahi kiya, vah dono ghar me mere samne hi kapde badal leti thi, ya kabhi pith kar leti thi, jis karan me badi safai se nigahe chura kar un dono ke mansal badan ka bharpur rasaswadan karta tha.iska ek karan yeh tha ki bachpan se mummy aur papa hamre samne hi pyar karte . Jab papa ghar par hote the to mummy ghar per nangi hi rehti thi .mummi ke bade bade boobs aur moti. “Of course you can,” she said. “I did, and I am.”“I’m confused,” I said.“You mean about the others,” she said. “Think of it like this. I love you but I can’t marry you. That means I have to love somebody else, too, if I want to get married. I can’t have your babies, but I want a family so that means I’m going to have to have some other man’s babies. It would be nice if I loved him when that happens. I haven’t found him yet, but I’m sure there’s a guy out there somewhere who I can love at the. My manager and his wife both came in my direction and I congratulated him. He introduced me to his wife. Her name was Rithika. They moved around to talk to other people. I continued to stare at Rithika, so do other lust hungry men eyes. She walked around with her husband to talk to almost all of the important people came to the party. Though she did elegantly, she kept checking time, phone and gave meaningless smile. I understood she is bored here. Time was just wheeling away but nothing.