Monkey business

IF you haven’t heard about it already, the Capital has just got itself a Monkey Man, a mysterious, presumably anthropoid, form, who is sometimes seen donning a driving helmet, sometimes an unkempt beard. A creature (or creatures?) who mauls you when you are not looking and then disappears just as inexplicably, sometimes leaping up to the 21st floor like Spiderman, sometimes swooping away like Batman, sometimes disappearing in an instant like Superman.

In fact, all of last week we were in high dudgeon wondering who would be attacked next by this mysterious maniac of a simian. And our police force — that promises, going by its motto, to be ‘With us. For us. Always.’ (although you sometimes wish that they were not) — has now swung into action to challan all mischief mongers and bad characters committing public nuisance on public. It has also very kindly promised a reward of Rs 50,000 for anyone brave enough to nab the ever-lingerin