"STORY OF FASHIONABLE MAN"

Man who walked up to chairing cross one evening in January. His hair was shining and he had thin moustaches. He was wearing a brown overcoat. He had polished shoes. He seemed to enjoy walking in the bitter Cold. Tonga wallas would race toward him. A taxi also drew near him but he politely refused them. He ran a few steps and printed. He ran a ball as if he were playing cricket near the lawn of stat queen. Some English children were playing with a big rubber ball. The children ran away and he sat on an empty cement bench. As the evening advanced people converges the mall road, where they amused themselves among the variety of hotels, restaurants and coffee bars. The young man seated on the cement bench, watching with interest the people passing on the pavement. After a few minutes he got up, crossed the mall road, and went to a cinema. There were three young Anglo Indian girls who were giggling over a seal of picture. In a few second they were gone. He started off again along the mall. He heard music in one of the restaurant. A large variety of people had collected out side. They seemed to be enjoying the music. A few minutes later he was now walking near the high court. He was young couple passing by This young couple fascinated him. Near the G.P.O they turned the McLeod Road. He had hardly reached half away. He was following when a truck full of bricks came from behind and crushing him down speeded off towards Mcl.eod road. He was taken to a near by hospital in a car, assistant surgeon Khan and two nurses Shahnaz and Gull were in casualty department. He was laid on a marble table his cloth were had been taken off. There was only an old cotton sweater underneath the over coat. Layer of dirt covered his body. He could not bath for at least two months. He was dead by now from his pocket a black comb, and handkerchief, a little diary in which names and addresses of a few people were noted a list of gramophone records and few handbills were found in his pocket.