Lunchtime was around the corner and one-witness things, people getting relaxed and restless.

I was looking around the stalls set in the central courtyard where Previously Karim's stall made its strong presence felt.

Standing next to the software vendor from whom I have bought few CD's in the past. I noticed a nervous flicker in his eyes and his movements. He suddenly semi-squatted held the corners of his sheet, ready for action. But then almost embarrassed of his movements he started to tend the fumbled edges of the sheet. As if that is what he intended to do.

"phir se raid ho raha hai kya". I asked almost as a natural impulse. "haan phir se log yahan chakkar lagaa rahe hain. kutch jaada nahin saaman uuta ke le jaate hain". Yah software waale hain.

"nahin abhi tho dda waale hain. par pakre jaane par saab saath aa jaathe hain".