But otherwise he is ok. I spent a year massaging his legs, hands and back to stimulate the muscles and encourage the recovery. But despite of best of ...my efforts and extensive physiotherapy he could not recover completely. But anyway he doesn’t have any other problems as he has given up drinking and eating oily food. He also goes for a walk everyday to keep fit.This story is of those turbulent days when my father was brought home from the hospital.Back To HomeI opened the door of the taxi to. Sorry late cheasan andhi leadhu anna naa nikkaruki pad addu pettukunna.Fees ichaesi konchem water kaavalani adiga thanu watertheavadaniki veallindhi thanu naa nikkaru vaipu chusi reapu teacher tho chepthundhi eamo ani valla peratlonchi thanu water theachae lopae bayataki vellipovalani bayataku vacha adhuruga swapna undhi naaku eam cheayyalo theliya leadhu thanu naa kindha chusindhi nikkaru mottham jiguru ga thadisipoyi undhi. Thanu water ichesi lopalaki vellipoyindhi. vaaram rojulu neanu tution. De(Before she took the phone the somebody knocked the door and my mom opened….it was himmmm same shirt and blue lungi….)Mom:hi da….sooon we can have sex and we have to go sooon later if you want you can fuck with rajeeee…Milkman:no i also have work and rajee told today you cumming so i came soon and i also need to go put milk and oru surprise iruku solatuma…Mom: sollu daaa ennna nu she was catching his and aunty was lying on my mom sollu da ena surprise vera mathri sex pana poriya……Milkman:my. And in my distracted imagination, I was undressing him. As you can probably tell, I was smitten and I desperately wanted to touch him.As the train rushed northwards, our conversation didn’t falter and as we chatted and joked, the slight sway of the train caused our knees to touch under the table and I felt a jolt of electricity run up my leg and into my spine, as a warm glow engulfed my body. From that point on, our knees never separated and yet our conversation never touched on our being gay..