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It was 2010. Most unfortunate things happened to me in this year. You might remember I used to stay away into the main city, for my 11th and 12th grade studies, our car chauffer would often drive me to my school on Mondays or during exam period. One such day I was in a great hurry to reach my school. The car was waiting for me and my dad asked me to take some cash from my mom in order to get some fuel for the car on the way. I ran to my mother, being busy she just directed me to her purse which would usually lie in the cupboard in her bedroom. In a great hurry I reached for the purse and grabbed the first four-five hundred rupees notes kept together totalling to two thousand. I left in a rush without a clue of what was about to happen. An hour past we reached a big Petrol Pump in the city. I asked the employee to fuel up my car with 2000 Rs worth of petrol. He did the same, I reached for my wallet and paid him the money, he looked at the currency carefully as is customary and then a

THE INCIDENT It was a Saturday evening, when i finished my private Physics tution and walked to the main roads to hire an auto rickshaw. The story is five years old, when I was 17 and a student in 11th standard/grade. I was doing my plus twos(11th and 12th grade) studies from a popular school in the main city area, which was 45 kms away from my home. So me and my friends had this arrangement where we had a small flat in the main city very close to our new school and on weekends we would take a short hour ride to our home and stay there till the Monday morning when we journey back to the city. Without a doubt we were always eager for Saturday or any school holidays to travel back home and eat good food, spend time with family and my precious TV, watching Doraemon all the time. (LOL!! Right!) An Auto Rickshaw Evening is a rush hour on the roads of the city, Dhanbad, if any one is interested. All the auto rickshaws just passed by without stopping because they were all over fille