Mr. Pappu Prasad has just arrived at the Railway platform. With spectacles hang upon on nose, eyeglass chain at the end of the chords circling around the ears, his lean body, neatly tucked white shirt inside the brown trousers, long hands, a good height, his appearance amused the viewer’s making impression of an innocent chap. He was half an hour earlier to the train going to board at the station.
Brilliant and smart as he consider himself, he is always proud of progress in his way of living. Bachelor in his 30s, he feels that he has knack of dealing with people. He has regular habit of looking at wrist watch and stretching the pony tie around his neck.
All of a sudden, his eyes locked on Book Store near by him. Book Seller was busy in dealing with visitors, Mr. Pappu’s eyes scrolling on Magazines and Business books like “How to win friends and influential people”, “Think and Grow Rich”, “Getting Things Done”, etc.. He was flipping pages one book after another, completely occupied for 17 minutes. He unnoticed the cast of Booksellers glare upon him in stealing moments.