Story of a Panwaadi........

I was out recently with one of my friends....Yes! Yes! I admit!.....my partner in crime....we still have that floor plan for the floor tile shop we were supposed to rob....anyways I started talking with the friendly neighborhood panwaadi.....and this is what he said to me......

I asked him how he ended up in sector 58 pan shop.....he says....

"My job is like this only.....I get transfered from one place to another....I work for the Indian Secret Service....You don't know the ISS??? (.....obviously man! how are we supposed to know about a "secret" service.....anyways, he continued....) I was studying in Bombay.....with me there was a bengali girl....named Ms. Chakroborty....she became my good friend.....we used to hang out at Juhu Beach back in the '70s.........then I met her father once......her father really liked me.....he said he would talk to a friend about me regarding a job in the ISS .....I said OK!....I left my studies and joined the ISS.....I was posted to Bangalore....I really liked that place......the people were really friendly.....then I was posted to Calcutta.....I searched Calcutta for Ms. Chakroborty... her father didn't want me to meet her anymore and she had said she was going to Calcutta.....weird, I know.....but nothing I could do at that point....her father did help me.....but I never wanted the help.....I wanted to be with her.....but its fine now......now I am here.....in NOIDA.....sector 58......not in the ISS anymore......but selling cigarettes and sweating bullets......that's all......"

By this time we were getting late and made a move.......and only after driving away for about three to four kilometers......did I realize.....I never asked the guy's name.......

I will close this now with a perfect ending to the story.....the guy's photo.....until I post again......goodbye everyone....