Dhobia wala mohala.

I am going to pen down a letter which probably shall make things clear if understood. I was in 6th standard and a lost genius. A co student named say x some caught my lost habit and made me a sitting duck prey. He made a hell for me for the rest 4 yrs. One day whilst alighting from bhatinda passenger I waved at a rikhshawala. I was in DAV college CHD at that time. I sent money through some messenger when reached home at dhobia wala mahalla.