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by Saurav Kumar
Oct 30, 2025
He was reading his latest Hardy Boys mystery when the school bus came to an abrupt halt. It was his stop, the bus had to brake suddenly because a rickshawala pulling two fat, heavily made-up women in saris, had just fainted on the road. There was commotion on the streets, as someone sprinkled water on the man; another more considerate local thug commandeered a glass of sugarcane juice from a seller at the chowk.
An unemployed young man, hair parted in the middle, and dejection written on
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