Tonite …it doesn’t feel comfortable….i have already exhausted an half hour waiting...and no ciphers of a conveyance …the watch reads 3:30 AM. People often wonder …how cum I find a way back home this late!! ...the jinx gotta start tonite….and jus to break the silence midst of truck horns and the scream of tires rubbing the road….i see a rickshaw puller….the little eyes….awake …without any sleep….was he waiting for a pick?...On the highway?…..maybe not this late.
I humbly approach the guy…and ask….”Old ... Jaayogey?”
The honest reply was a no…and the middle-aged man advised me a stay and wait for the cabs. …. After a few hesitations…. he managed to ask me….” I have seen you here a plenty lot times…do you study in the institute?”….
Boy O Boy… I am the night star…and people have started to recognize me…thou not among the recognitions…I would aim for.
After a few casual talks…I see a cab approaching…. the rickshaw puller advises me to give a hand…and it works.
As soon as I enter the cab…the cab waalah greets...”Bauji Namasty”…
To my shock…even this one recognizes me...and claims he tipped me off a few days back even. The night suddenly starts to be a filled of people so strange….yet so very familiar.
Listning to the radio…and the cab driver performing the backing vocals..in quite a hefty voice…..and me preferring  jus to listen..we travel the otherwise long 6 kms….and I ask…how much shall I pay?….the man…somewhere in his mid 20’s…  humbly responds….”anything you like”…I let him some change….and he marks a goodbye saying…”the change will at least fetch him few cups tea”.