A young girl wearing a black hijab with her face uncovered approached me and said “Uncle, will you please help me?”
“What can I do for you?”, I asked.
“Please come with me to my department and just give the impression that you are my father.” She said casually.
“What do you mean?” I asked, perplexed. The place was a reputed Engineering College with many students and parents standing here and there to complete the annual student registration formality. One of the parents or guardians should accompany their wards every year to sign as an identification in the college records. I happened to be in the…