"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, and
the 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 was
taken ill, and in spite of all the hodjas (scholar) and physicians that surrounded
him his condition failed to improve. He sent for all his sons and spoke thus to
them, ‘‘When I am dead that one of you shall be Padishah who keeps watch by
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"Listen to the folktales y'all dickheads wrote." That was Brad. Heaven knew what had gotten into him. "I'll read all subsequently. 30 at a go!! No break!" . He was already on it. "There was once a Padishah who had no children. When out walking oneday he saw a dragon accompanied by five or six young ones.‘‘Oh, my Allah!’’ he complained, ‘‘Thou hast blessed this creaturewith so much offspring. Would that this dragon had one less, and that Thouhadst given me one child!’’ He continued his walk until it began to get dark,and then returned to the serai. Time passed, until one night the Sultan’s wife
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
Tiger In The Street Turning Point VII
"Know what? I didn't know what to think that day." That was Paul. Speaking firstly that day was something which was quite rare. He could attest to that himself. He didn't actually love to boss around or prove that he had a point to let loose or some ideas to puke or some perceptions to savor. He was just himself. He had also always been himself. He hated being a super bits of faker skins. He knew that it sucked sundry bags of nauseation. He knew that was never a good option for anyone. Not anyone of them. Well his hypotheses or perception could be detected. He hadn't ever been of the opinion of one of them bossing around, though he had caught Dar say that about Sea quite the number of times. One thing he appreciated in Dar was the fact that whatever she wouldn't say to your face, she had rather left it unsaid. She could say all trash to her friend, Sea revealing her jealousy and st
Tiger In The Street Turning Point VIII
"Dad could we use your car." She looked at him. Not with the stern ordon't keep us waitingkinda look, but with theremember that I'm your only daughterkinda look. Her father's eyes were lit. She knew what that meant. She was acquainted with them. She had been seeing them since forever and could say in details, what the blink of his eye would say. He shouldn't of course withdraw such request. He shouldn't of course deny it. He shouldn't of course make a mountain of the moaning molehill. And damn! She knew that she was safe with that stance. She had ever been. And she would continue being. Though she had lost her mother since like forever, yet he wouldn't make her feel the vacuum. He had filled it with his attention, love and towering graces. He was the definition of a father. Of course he was. He had always been their for her and had made her feel like the bes
Tiger In The Street Turning Point IX
"What's the first plan?" Dar looked Sea over, then at the sea. To see two seas before one of course would be tantamount to a spell of time. That was some mysterious but in a cute way things. She had no objection to that. What objection could she had had? She obviously wasn't the only there and the rest would have their opinions to bleed. What even made her nurse the throbbing thoughts that they were maintaining the rusty route of thoughts she was? Probably they were held in the cubicle of their own thoughts, or drown in the abysmal waves of their imaginations. Dreg was yet on his phone. At intervals he would look towards the sea and click his phone. Heaven knew what he had in mind to do with the thirty photos he had taken. Even she had been jobless. Had she been counting the photos he had been clicking? That didn't matter. She liked him in a rather cute him. Despite all his annoying traits, th
Tiger In The Street Turning Point X
*Truth really be told, what'd you say?* It's been over thirty minutes since they had been sitting. They could actually use standing or dashing into the wanky waves of the sassy sea, or embracing its hoisted horizon. But seated they were. Of course discussing. What they loved doing. What they were given to. What they wouldn't help doing. Probably because they were art students. Or probably because they were all literature freaks. They wouldn't get tired of talking and talking about literature-oriented subjects. They simply had made themselves pawns to such stances. And of course they didn't regret it. They wouldn't. Why in the wide world would they? But there obviously was one of them who hadn't been in with the discussion. Of course Dreg. He had been busy with his phones. The only thing he had been given to hitherto was the attention to his phone. He was having best time with the little black box. He did sew sassy smirk for his visage occasi
Tiger In The Street Turning Point XI
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Tiger In The Street Turning Point XII
[Mate! You shouldn't have left there.]Was Paul already thinking like the ladies? He wanted to be sure. What did he mean by he shouldn't had left there? Hadn't he seen what they ladies did. Like the way they ganged up against him. As though they were foes and not friends. He didn't want to nurse the feeling tenderly. It would serve him no mercy. He could simply squander his thoughts for nothing. How belittling that would be of him. He couldn't be sure of what to think. He let his rage subside as he sucked the nectar tossed by patience. He looked at Paul. Again. He had been looking at him actually, but he had been looking past him. Like he had been seeing someone else. Probably because his thoughts had had the best part of him. But he knew who Paul was. And matter-of-factly, as he spoke to him, he had a dark smile etched in his visage. The smile was beginning to seem to him as a cliche. But he already knew his kinda friend was acquainted with him. He knew what he was