Joseph sat silently on the edge of the bed, as if trying to hide and move away and watched the Indian woman dress, who at the same time said something to Joseph and called him by his name Ash. He understood that the woman spoke Hindi and this language seemed foreign to him, but at the same time he understood what she was talking about and it seemed doubly strange. Joseph tried to understand what happened and why he ended up in this body. He tried to calm down and not move, so at least he did not feel the new weight of his chest and did not pay attention to the strange emptiness between his legs and the lack of a penis
Last night Joseph fell asleep at his home in England, and now, a few minutes ago, he woke up here in this cheap dorm room with old furniture next to two Indian women. Joseph was a university professor and had a tough, bad day yesterday. Going out onto the balcony and lighting a cigarette, he saw a shooting star in the sky. He thought about his life and how tired he was. Taking a few breaths, he quietly said, "I wish I had a different life." Having put out his cigarette, he went to bed.
- Ash! Can you hear me?
The loud sound brought Joseph's thoughts back to reality, and he stopped remembering yesterday evening and trying to understand what had happened. He drew attention to the Idnian woman
- Why aren't you dressing ?! You are ill? We need to get to work!
"Uh ... work?"
Joseph didn't want to say anything. He didn’t like his new voice and what he spoke in Hindi, although he still spoke English in his head he didn’t like
- Yes! How else are you going to pay for this apartment and food? Why are you looking like that? I'm almost dressed already
- Uh ... I ... I won't go
- What? You are crazy? You can not do it this way! Take Sari quickly and let's go
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