Toss of a Coin
It happened one summer night. Ramesh and I were quarrelling at a
petrol pump. We had gone to fill petrol. It was the night we had finished our
exams and we were in a happy mood. We were on Jonathan’s motorcycle and Ramesh
and I were fighting over who would sit in the middle and who would sit at the
back.
We were arguing till Jonathan
said, “come on, let’s solve the problem. Let’s toss a coin.”
“Heads,” I said unhesitatingly.
We watched as the coin spun in the
air and landed on the grease-stained ground. We peered into the shadows and then
Ramesh leapt up and punched the sky with his fist.
“The mark of a champion” he said, and I
didn’t want to argue anymore. Jonathan started the motorcycle and then I got on
and Ramesh sat at the back.