"Sir, by midnight the typewriters would start their typing and the watchman would cower under the shed and pass the night silently" said Kumar, as I queried about the looks I got when I said that I might come during the night to park my car in the office — The office was close to the station and I thought since anyway I have to come for work in the office might as well leave the vehicle at the office - until my colleague Kumar told about the strange sound of typewriters from the building at night. This was an 97 year old heritage building, a tribunal and a court at that, and somehow, disembodied spirits have always had their say through curious sounds inside the building, I was told. It was an interesting thought that the spirits were busy typing out letters and finishing unfinished business! Such loyalty is hard to find, I thought.
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