So, as and where we left the story, the autorickshaw was turning to be a menace for humanity. It had given a whole new meaning to the term “illegal human trafficking”. As things were getting dark and gloomy and hope was fainting by the day, a superhero rose from the dust. It jumped straight in the middle of the road and startled the unsuspecting auto-rickshaw with its grit and will. It had the super power of turning blind to the traffic and deaf to the honking horns. It could ignore three vehicles at a time and could lead to a super havoc. Auto-rickshaw lost its temper, did a 360 degree flip, cut across the traffic and crooned in its feminine voice. But, our hero was unperturbed, it kept an innocent face, pretended to be looking around but, his actions didn’t match the gestures. It confused the hell out of the aggressive rickshaw and it swerved across the street and rammed into a tree!!
A suave, female, intelligent-looking journalist was thankfully around to acknowledge our hero’s heroics. She gave him the name- “THE ROAD CROSSER!”