At 11 AM, the deputy inspectors from Kalapet Police Station had arrived, bringing with them, the least of things you would expect to catch a thief. A stick that policemen usually carry and a polythene bag. They arrived in a gray Suzuki and carried with them the aura of people who knows nothing about catching thieves and are more interested in afternoon siestas and rasam rather than thieves.
Rama,the Hostel Supervisor, greeted them. A crowd surrounded the Police and the Hostel Supervisor.
"We've been at the site." The first police officer said. "You people were right. We've got solid evidence." And the police took out a bidi and some coins which they found at the terrace.
"This confirms your suspicions. There are thieves coming to your hostel at night. Maybe two or three. We'll .. er .. take the 'Evidence' to the police station. Call us if you find or catch the thieves."
The Police left. Among the crowd, Adam was smiling inside, "You guys aren't policemen. You guys are clowns."
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An Incident that happened during the end of my college life.
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