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t was a windy night and shutters
to almost all the shops had been downed except a few illegal liquor shops who
thought it better to make money rather than fear the onslaught of the
hawaldars. If someone did come and say anything they could offer a bottle or
two which would surely pacify them. Several shady figures lined in front of the
shops and discussed their business which ranged from changing the face of the
nation to robbing the local banks.
Rajan was a regular visitor to
the area and liked to spend a lot of time interacting with the number of wise
people who had ingenious ideas. Sometimes he could overhear some sinister conspiracies
shaping up or a plot hatching. This would really make him curious. He had the
knack of starting conversations and would approach anyone unapologetically. Not
that anyone said anything as most of the stuff people said there were rumours
and utter nonsense.
