Mind games
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Mind games
As I got off the bus at Kisan Bhawan, Sector 35, early one morning, I began looking for a rickshaw to take me home. Spotted one with the rickshaw-puller perched on the seat engrossed in a newspaper and thought to myself, ah, here is someone who still enjoys the print medium! My asking him if he could give me a ride home did not elicit a response. He was too busy looking at the newspaper. "Kya khabar padh rahe hain," I quipped. "Arree bitiya hum unpadh hain. Par Sudoku ke shoukeen hain. Roz akhbar kharidte hain Sudoku ke liye. Abhi hum kahin nahin jaenge jab tak ye poora nahin hota. Taaza akhbaar aane wala hai aur usske pehle hum karna chahte hain. Aap kisi aur ko pooch lein." I was pleasantly taken aback and looked at the rickshaw puller with new-found respect. This too was an India, and was I impressed.
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Anju Mehra, Chandigarh
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