Oh no, crying her has a lot of help…in high school….there was a particular story to be modified …every night after volleyball practice I cry in the later night bus ….oh Loving the Silent gear, I was silent …but high school it’s not crying those girls. No…we’ll..it’s not I remember it clear..but, it will be no good for no one to know, I did cry like they meant it all things right.

 

It’s late night bus …all week. Until weekend, no more school.

I forget …which story was the crying part?

I told you these books are to be read by ….going in. You imagine things…now I know you and me reading very different.

Certain story I can revolve 100 times to cry …yeah

Babaji: what 

Tears, not cry.