For head constable Vignesh, today couldn’t have been better. Another chain snatching incident in the 'cultured' locality of Nanganallur had made him face the ire of the Brahmins and their society going by the name of some welfare society, who were hell bent on making the local police aware of their mistakes. Now after fending off their attacks he’d to deal with the local press that had appeared out of nowhere.
“Ah move them away……ah away from this place tell them this is a crime scene, now. “, he told his juniors as he took out his buzzing phone and lifting it to get a good look at the caller ID, frowned in exasperation as he recognized it. It was his wife, who’d now start nagging at him for some godforsaken reason. Obligingly he took the call.
“Hmm tell… . Arre if you call in my phone I’ll only take na…...