As I got off at the post office i remmembered that i needed to get the form xeroxed before I posted it. I spotted a young guy, with a small white envelope in one hand walking towards his amber colored motorbike. I asked him where could I get something photostated? looking around as if trying to spot a shop he said, not around here, you would have to walk a bit. How much ? I asked. About 800metres he replied casually. I pointed to the lane behind us, what about that way? can I get a photostat shop any closer there? Nope he said shaking his head, a similar distance that way as well, why dont you come along it falls on the way to my house? I am sharif see! you dont need to be afraid! I could barely control my laughter. I thought and figured out with him that I could take a rickshaw to the place and told him smilingly- that you are sharif I dont doubt but I have relatives living around the place and if they see me with you, they wont think that I am sharif!

PS- I could make out that the guy was ok, I could have easily hitched a ride had it not been for my relatives- the kind of things a girl has to think about!