I wondered by the speed of moving matters. In the farthest corner of my mind, I didn’t have any expectation that I had to go today itself. I will th...ink over again in the car about my decision, I thought.The bungalow was very beautiful which was situated in between a rubber estate. It was a secluded house and there was not an immediate neighborhood. We were received by a middle aged woman. She was talking freely with Aamil. He told her about me and she looked at me earnestly. I could not even. "Giving in to what seemed to be the inevitable, Barry said he would go. It took a while to make the fifty-mile trip out to the hotel, but when they got there they found that the information Sally had gathered wasn't wrong. There had to be at least forty couples of all ages in the bar.They hadn't even had time to order drinks when one man his age came up to Barry with his wife in tow and tried to strike up a conversation. Sally abruptly cut them off and said she was sorry but they weren't what. Main dusre ghar mein bhi kaam kar ti hun to aap ki pasnad ki ladki dhund dungi.Main thodi der maan mein socha ki aaj main bol dun ki mujhe tum pasand ho, par chup raha. Mujhe chup dekh Rama aunty boli,Rama aunty – Kya hua? Be jhijak boliye, sharmane ki koi baat nahi.Main – Mujhe aap jaisi aurat chahi hai.Rama aunty – Kya?Main – Mera matlab hai ki aap jaisi, jo ki ghar ka sab kaam bhi sambhale aur dikhne mein bhi achhi ho.Rama aunty ne has diya. Agle din Rama aunty ne mujhe apne ghar mein. "My purse! It's gone. I don't have any money." Those boys must have taken it."EightMrs. Cooney was a tall woman, with square shoulders and a veryassertive manner. She had short-cropped blond hair, brushed back, andshe looked formidable in her matron's uniform.Yet, she approached me slowly, a softer, kinder look seeming to beamfrom her broad face. "Now, dear," she said. "What's your name?"She took my hand in hers; my hand felt so tiny in her large hand, andshe gently patted it with her other.