Akshay was picking his nose, unmindful of all the people around him. He was well-dressed. An expensive pair of jeans, a plain yellow T-Shirt, a batik bandana tied around his curly mop of hair and Reebok shoes proclaimed him to be a lad from a well-off background. But the constant picking of his nose and puffing at his cigarette, gave off the unpleasant impression of an ill-groomed and ill-mannered person.
The copyright of this story is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.
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