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All of this I did not learn only by observing them, but also by listening to their talk that ranged from religion to philosophy to studies. But, now, my reader, I think I have told you enough about them, so let us get into the story mode, where it gets interesting.
My interest in them had began to wane, for they were nothing but two city born youth living the village life , not out of choice but by force. Most of the time they would be cursing their luck for bringing them into this sleepy village, while people their age were having fun in the cities. At times though they did thank their stars for giving them a learning experience like no other, not only professionally but as an individual. Being among the few well educated people in the village they were respected and no one passed them by without wishing them. Both of them liked this, though they never admitted it to each other, nor even to themselves.
So, as one day as I was thinking about moving on their conversation got interesting.
That day it was Rahul, Vikas and Ramesh, the bank clerk, sitting in the evening sun and just talking over a cup of tea. As usual it was Vikas who started the conversation:
“Wow…how peaceful and silent this place is. We could never get to see that in the city.”
“True, but after two years this tends to get a little bit boring,” Rahul replied.
“I never found it interesting in the first place,” said Ramesh.
Vikas looked at them with a frown on his face.
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