When I was a little girl I dreamed of time and space. I met a man, this brilliant mad man. His name was the Doctor. He had a craving for apples and spat them out as soon as he tasted them. He wore a raggedy suit and raggedy شرٹ, قمیض and he came from a blue overturned police box.
I asked him his real name. He کہا didn’t have one. I called him funny, because he was. Funny and mad. I think he already knew he was mad so I didn't tell him that.
"Am I?" He had said, as if he had never known it before, "Funny's good. What's your name?" "Amelia Pond."...