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“This is the man I want!” I burst out on seeing his photo on the computer, “His face was one of the most amiable ones. He smiled out of his photograph harmlessly, and gave an impression of a man who’d have nothing to do with canes and cudgels. “He is the same man,” I excitedly remarked, remembering an old incident, “He is the man who saved the life of a young kitten!” “What?” asked my friends, Rishabh and Khosla, confounded. “Yes, you should have seen him make a dash for it?”
“Dash for what?”
“The kitten!”
“Where?”
“On the road!”
“What was the kitten doing on the road?”
“I don’t know. Immaterial. But a car was speeding, and our kitten was in the middle of the road, sure to be trampled by it.” “Why did the kitten not run?”
“I don’t know, you idiots, and, besides, it is immaterial!” “Then what happened?”
“Our man happened to pass by, saw the young cat in danger, immediately dived, grabbed it, and rolled off to the other end of the road, just like they show in movies!”
“Wow! He is a hero!” remarked Khosla.
“That I don’t know, all I know is that he is a gentle soul, and perfect to act as our guide on the tour. And add to my knowledge of this man, your piece of information, and he is the man we want!”
Khosla was showing us the photos and profiles of the professors on the college website for selection of the Tour Guide. I had told him to do research and find out the coolest of professors. He had found three. The first two still had mean faces, and, besides, they had never saved the life of a kitten, at least not to my knowledge. Khosla had added this caption to our man’s photo: He had joined only a year back and thus was not much aware of rules and regulations at IIT. Reliable sources said that once, a boy hit him with a chalk on his nose; he didn’t rebuke him at all and, instead, gave him a discourse on non-violence. Add to this, the kitten saving incident, and his friendly face, and you had just the man you were looking for – one who would look tenderly at a boy with broken foot, may be shed a tear, pat him lovingly, and order him to rest for a month.
Mr. Uttam Trivedi was our man.