Don't know where the original thread when to, so here is a sequel. I was 11-12 I think, I am in my early twenties now. Just had learnt to ride a bike (cycle). As I was coming down the rode, there was a boy (probably same age) coming from the other side. He was carrying 2 huge bags of tomatoes. I was focused on steadying my handle and he on carrying the bags. I imagine now they must have been heavy. Before I know it, we collided, I fell on the ground, he did too and tomatoes went flying all around the road. He got up and said repeatedly, more so to himself than anyone else “gali garnu huncha..malik le(?)” or something similar. I remember that gali part, not sure if it was followed by a malik. I was too dazed to care. Then a crowd gathered, yelled at the boy for running into me and helped me into my cycle and I sped off. That was it. Years passed, today for the first time I wonder what happened to that boy? Was he yelled or got a thrashing (that’s possible too) from his “malik”. I will never know.