This story starts when I was caught in a drugs scandal in Mumbai
last year and was close to being sent in to jail. Mom used all
her contacts to get me out of this, but the max she could get
from ACP Patil (Narcotics division) (who was also an old
customer of mine mom) was an assurance that he will try his
best. He told mom that it was better that we moved to another
city for some time and stay underground so that no one would
hear of us and when the case would die its natural death we
could come back and start afresh again. When both mom and me sat
down and debated as to which city we could move to, the only
answer that we could come up was ?DELHI. Since it was a metro
and a rich city no one would do much enquiry about us and since
no one knew us there it would make living much easier. So
finally we made a move for the city. We had saved some money
from Mumbai but it was just enough to pay the deposit for the
2BHK flat we moved in. So we both decided that we would work so
as to square up the expenses. It was