You would have only heard about mall rats but here we give you a mall cat. Ain't he cute, felt like calling him Tabby, from Thomas Gray's poem "On a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes"
He keeps a watchful eye on the mall rats and is not perturbed by the big bills you draw up.
Look into those wise eyes and you know that it has seen the world. And the only one who ate generous servings of multi grain cracker biscuits from Bhuji.
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