I do like the arabians, i do my shopping at several places and at the halal butcher (will tell you that story later haha)I bought gumbos ans several o...ther arabic ingredients and the man came up to me and asked how I prepared these dishes and also the standard question from all arabs " are you married?" (thats the hint, guys) I told him that I will make this for lunch for myself with a smile :) He said that He loves gumbos with tomatoe sauce. I told him that since he´s all alone then why not. Of course, I have no idea how history will describe this decade but I like the ring and connotation of calling them the naughts. Naughts, a convenient pun as in, naught any jobs, naught any peace, or naught any closer to saving our Mother Earth. In America the only way to begin any discussion of the naughts is to start with the 9/11 tragedy. This truly brought American soil into the world wide web of terror, before September 11, 2001 terrorists were the problem the rest of the world had. Many. One of the elderly pointed out that it will not be wise to get a married woman impregnated by one, because parental dangers may arise out of one donor, rather get impregnated by more than five. Another man also claimed that she should go through a ritualistic yagna which may purify her inner soul to accept other man’s juice. As we can’t go back to kolkata we accepted whatever their conditions are, we accepted mangal and others with full faith and belief.It was noon and they had allotted us a. We can deal with the future, then." I was soon asleep again.I woke up late, or possibly it was early, depending on your point of view. I scratched my face, and felt the skin peel off. The surface underneath seemed more bumpy, and felt odd. I forced my hands away, not wanting to know. In the process I brushed my chest, discovering another aspect of my change, two protrusions on my chest. Breasts, small breasts, but undoubtedly there.Hurriedly, I reached for my meds, half praying this was some.