After a little untangling of arms,legs, hastily trying to cover what we could with the duvet. Which by nowdidn't really matter, as Mummy had seen all ...anyway, plus our bodies werenothing she wasn't well and truly acquainted with. Displaying bigbeaming smiles, giggling like little girls. Together we said, "Oh yes wehad a wonderful night." for some reason best known, not even to me. Iadded, "I haven't slept so well for a long time." Well, well," Mummy said looking down at the mess lying in a. They had my belly on the floorand my ridiculous looking head, complete with mashed up roasting pan,inserted into the tubing in the tv."Meditate! Think of your vision of happiness! Your former self will seeyou, and be overjoyed! Give him one happy day in his life, at least.Meditate!"Against my own good judgment, I did so. The scene around me seemed tofade. In my mind's eye, I saw myself as a young perky busty blonde, theultimate Sox fan's wet dream.ZAP!POW!OWWW!!"Owwie! Ouch! That hurts!"I was. Kaka nei mujhe khar kiya, mei nei deewar pei legi purani gheri ki aur dekha tau heiran reh gayee hamei sirf 4 minute hue thei aur mei samjah rehi thi jaise ghanta bher lund chus rehi thi mei kheri hui aur mur kei eik puran chair pei apna hath rekh kei apni tang phela kei kheri hui—mujhei pata tha kaka ab mujhei shant kerengei, ufff kitna intajar tha mujhe unki ungliyon ka, 5 second, 10 second, 12 sscond per kuch nehi hua…mei nei mur kei dekha kaka badminton ka net aur rackets nikaal rehe. Not only did I feel numb, I felt as though I'd lost an important part of myself. I rather felt that I wasn't running on all eight cylinders. In fact, it felt as if I was barely running on three or maybe four at the most.I went back to work, but my heart wasn't in it. I rather existed until my production manager called me, and asked me to come to his office. Rob Preston is a great guy. CRS, where I work, it's kind of like a huge family. We all look out for each other. Rob called me in, and we.