It was an unusually hot morning for September. The rains and the sunlight playing hide and seek was making it worse. And the sultry mood of the capitol almost forced us to take a rickshaw. Soon enough we observed that the guy had to put in tremendous efforts on a seemingly flat road. Perhaps the heat. Perhaps our cumulative weight.
Near to our destination he stopped for water. He was gasping for breath. We got down to check on him and told him to take rest for a while. He complained of dizziness. We helped him with wharever little we could do and decided to walk from there. He sat there for a while. When we turned back, he was gone. He had to. Like you and me, perhaps, he did not have the luxury of rest.
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