Whenever I run alone, people talk to me. After God knows how many months, I went out to practise. Bipin and Pulin were following me in the car. After 1300 metres, a little boy came right in front of me in an intersection and said, “Please stop, stop, stop!” So immediately I stopped. Cars were coming on this side and that side, but they had a red light, so I could stop.
He said, “Have you seen my little white poodle? Have you seen my little white poodle?” It was so pathetic.
I said, “I have not seen it.”
He said, “You have not seen it?”
Then he started looking for it again.
RB 791. 15 March 1984↩