The three were burning midnight oil. They were desperately looking for solutions for close to six hours now. None were in sight. Each had a grave problem at hand that the outside world had no inkling of.
Siddu's doctors had advised him to lose weight a couple of years ago. He was so busy in his money making projects and squabbles, he paid no attention to it. But now things were turning sour in his marital life too. His wife refused to go out with him until he shed those extra kilos. His grandsons sometimes teasingly said he closely resembled 'Singh' uncle and 'Mallikh' uncle. Siddu sometimes woke up at night from nightmarish visions of this.
Deshu wanted to impress someone. He jogged every morning, tried coloring his hair, having that retro 70s look and a bunch of other antics. However his heavy panting and collapsing due to cramps had not strengthened his case. He always thought of undertaking an adventure and making a solid impression. Alas, his boss was always in Delhi and the burden of managing the zonal office rested with him. If only he could mix work and his personal agenda ...
Shivu had no particular problem of his own. He was a happy man who often tinkered around with the law just for the kicks. He loved hanging out with Siddu and Deshu. Or at least he liked the free beer and late night movies at Siddu's. Rumor was it that he would do anything for a couple of beers and a briefcase that was not necessarily empty.
As he gulped down his fifth beer, Shivu had a brainwave!! The other two unanimously agreed that it was the panacea to all their problems. Shivu too agreed to join them in exchange for a couple of non empty briefcases or empty cheques.
One week later, all three set out on a padayatra from Bangalore to Bellary. A thousand sheep sheepishly followed!
