"That's actually a side to it. But damn. There are other sides to this. And I tell you, you can't be so sure what to think. We all can't."
"Uhmmm. Fair enough. Sea, tell us a folktale or story or whatever."
"Yes, pleasssee..."
"Bestie votes..."
"Very well then. I'll think of one Dad told me. Uhmm."
"Ten seconds..."
"Eight..."
"Seven...."
"Six...."
"Five...."
"Four...."
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"You need not count for me. I'll do the little I can. At least, I won't be the last to speak. Paul will be. I'll steal his tale. Hehe." "Quit the flaunting. Let's here the tale." That was Dar. "Yanyanyan. Alright... There was once a pious old man, who was exceedingly rich. He had butone son, whose name was Jochanan. This Jochanan had a beautiful andpious wife. When his father was about to die he called his son andexhorted him to occupy himself with God’s precepts and to continually performacts of charity. He bequeathed to him all his wealth, saying, ‘‘When the days ofthy mourning are over, go into the street and remain there until thou seest a
Tiger In The Street Turning Point
"What are the girl's maladies?" He looked over her. Sea was the person he made an eye on. Then on Dreg and finally Dar. At least, he wanted to be the intiator of the conversation at that moment. He wasn't trying to boss around of course, but he knew that he could make do with whatever he had. And that was what was in hand. Why wouldn't he make do then? Why wouldn't he be seasoned with words. He didn't know what thoughts were rippling. He was simply only been silly and there wasn't much to that. He didn't mind. He did the survey look again. Dreg smiled. That was not what to do of course. Smiling was not the deal. He'd asked a question and they were all supposed to reflect on the asked. There obviously was no hideous attributions to the smile hewn by Dreg of course, there was more to it and he could tell. Even if twould begin with guesses! He would have somethings to say. He observed closely, he noticed that Dreg was stealing a look at Sea, he didn't know what for and didn't
Tiger In The Street Turning Point II
"I guess Paul hasn't told us his tale." "You need not count. Let's get on it." "Yo, that's my gee!" "Gee indeed! Ew!" He hewn a lock smile as his lips danced to the syllabic rhythm pricked by gullible glottis: "There was once a Padishah who had the misfortune to have all his children stolen as soon as they reached their seventh year. Grief at this terrible affliction caused him almost to lose his reason, ‘‘Forty children havebeen born to me,’’ said he, ‘‘each seeming more beautiful than the one whichpreceded it, so that I never tired of regarding them. O that one at least had beenspared to me! Better tha
Tiger In The Street Turning Point III
"You buying much chocolates recently?" "I'll go for strawberry." "Ew! How's that supposed to keep you up? Uhn?" "Doesn't matter. Things work for us differently." "Paulie, what ya saying about this?" "Dar said it all, we have different perception to this. Like we of course see things differently. It doesn't make us foolish or illogical or dimwitted. We're just ourselves you know." "But seriously, Sea proposing chocolates is quite the best idea. The best thing I could ever think of. " "I guess Dreg is only pointing out the odds, he's yet to say what he would be using to smack sleep."&n
Tiger In The Street Turning Point IV
"It's Brad's class and we've got a tale to work on in the exam." That guy was a case of a teacher. Damn a case! The students swapped their gazes at that. Well, his glottis were itching him. And damn! He was already on it. "Two cats made a spring, the frog flew with wings, aunt flea fell down, andthe rocks fell on her. The cock was an imam, the cow a barber, the goslings danced; all this happened at the time when a Padishah was old.This old Padishah had three sons and three daughters. One day he wastaken ill, and in spite of all the hodjas (scholar) and physicians that surroundedhim his condition failed to improve. He sent for all his sons and spoke thus tothem, ‘‘When I am dead that one of you shall be Padishah who keeps watch bymy g
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Tiger In The Street Turning Point VI
"Sir, you got anything for us?" The four were seated. Like they would do. The pattern they were acquainted with. But it was a new location. Quite the great apartment. It was Sea's and her father was around. He was elegant. He was cool. He was what you would call a father. His smile would tell his daughter thatall-will-be-well.Dar envied that look. Was their something that she never envied? She had her pattern to viewing things and that was her tie. Sometimes she considered it as a weakness, sometimes as strengths. It didn't matter whatever she was seeing. All that mattered was that they were in his house. You can't say much about a real estate agent manager. Probably that was too long a title. Like he should be real estate manager. Whatever he was. He was damn rich. And there is nothing you can't expect from such. When other fathers woul