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door and jumped on the ledge. He started muttering the equations on the notes
loudly as if he was mugging them up. The door flew open and two guards

marched in.
‘OYE! Kya kar raha hai?’ shouted the guards. ‘Saala. Cheating kar raha hai!
Pakad saale ko.’ They grabbed hold of Dhruv and seized the notes.

‘Sir, please, Sir, I will fail the exam, Sir,’ pleaded Dhruv. He fell on the
guard’s feet who refused to listen.
‘Check the other stalls,’ one guard said to another.

‘Sir, please, Sir. Sir, please,’ said Dhruv and grabbed the guard. ‘I had
jaundice, Sir. I couldn’t study. Sir, sorry, Sir. Sir, please.’ The guard who was
about to kick the bathroom stalls open stopped and told Dhruv that he should

prepare for repeating a year. Dhruv broke down in fake tears. Dhruv’s histrionics
distracted the guard and he didn’t bother to check the washroom stalls.
‘Lekar chal ise.’

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