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.... baryal felt the weight  of the man,s head  he was resting on his shoulder,  he starred the bike  instructing him to  sit right or if he rolled down he would not be able to  break his fall, he said when the main road ended to take  left road leading to his farm house,  the huge gates  were impressive,  he was asked to stay there for the night,  it was late and lonely and dangerous for him to ride back home but his mother was waiting for him and he left without another word, no introductions  were made no questions asked,  yet a meaningful  bonding had  developed