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You must have met some interesting characters in your neighborhood or among your distant relatives. Write about their idiosyncrasies with a touch of fun and humour. Try to adopt the author's rambling style, if you can.  

Answer:

If there's one thing people are lacking in today's fast-paced, hi-tech world, it's meaningful connections with others. Walk down any city street and you'll witness thousands of people all co-existing in complete solitude. There's little eye contact, Jew friendly smiles, and an almost absence of initiating new friendships. Yet, there are people who leave an indelible imprint on your mind. You cherish each moment spent together.   I have fortunately met such a person. It seems as though it was a long time ago—in fact it was more than ten years or so before I had the privilege of meeting the 'Most Interesting Person I Ever Knew'—Saumya Shah, though I have taken the liberty of changing his name. Sam was an incredibly skilful toolmaker as well as being a truly amazing person, shrewd and devious.   He seemed to have an insatiable appetite for reading, which, strangely enough, was his biggest Jailing. I think Sam read too fast or something. In conversation, he knew exactly what he meant to say, but it always seemed to come out Jumbled or twisted and often in remarkable form. Sam was the library peon when I met him. I was preparing for my Board examination when I visited the library often. As a result, I came to know him quite well.   Interestingly, this man had an impressive lineage but had fallen on bad days. As a result, he had to take up that job. He talked to me about his life in his have and how he was called to grace the puja in the temple. With the end of the princely rule in India, he had lost everything. My friends and I felt sorry that this middle-aged man had to take to sitting outside, braving the rigours of weather—a life that he had never conceived for himself. We scrounged for each penny for three years and helped him in our own meagre way.   Then one day, much to our surprise, the Library Superintendent mentioned that this peon, a man from the close-by slums had learnt to read by virtue of being in the library. All the stories were the ones he had either seen in pictures or read!