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time to adjust Axle on a seat that was meant only for
Untees and Haddi and get going. After a lot of
permutations and arrangements (one of which involved
Axle driving the rickshaw) an optimal solution was
reached with Haddi on the left, Untees on the right and
Axle sitting (Barely) in the middle.
“Haan bhaiya ab chaliye aap, baith gaye sab” Untees
said.
The rickshaw-wala just stood there for a while. He was
trying to light up a bidi. He had already tried twice but
his maachis was getting extinguished due to the gust.
He was successful on his third attempt but by that time
Axle had became frustrated and screamed.
“Bhaiya zara jaldi pahuchayiye. 60 kilo ke aadmi ko 2
gram ki jagah mili hui hai, hum zyada der tak tik nahi
payenge”
The rickshaw-wala flustered and started paddling
instantly. The rickshaw started rolling and picked up a
decent pace in a short while. Haddi looked towards his
right and saw that Untees had lit up a cigarette while
Axle was still struggling to get some more of seat for
himself. As they moved further away from the gate the
environment became calmer and calmer. The road was
deserted. There was hardly any traffic on it. Apart from
a few flickering streetlights, the road lacked any sense
of movement. None of the 4 persons on the rickshaw
spoke anything. Everyone apparently had a lot on their
mind. The only prominent noise was that of a regular
“creak! creak!” from the rickshaw’s wheel as it passed
through a myriad of yellow and white street lamps.
Haddi looked towards his left, saw the gymkhana ground
and instantly started wondering about the grandeur of a
campus that was IIT Kanpur.
The Gymkhana ground was a huge field which was
mostly used by campus faculty and other staff
members. It extended from the main road right to the