A tiny white and tan puppy enters the world, shivering as raindrops pelt the crowded alley. The city is alive even at this late hour—distant horns, soft voices, and the glow of neon shop signs flicker in the wet gloom. He huddles close to his mother, but the world already feels too big for someone so small.

The puppy, now known as Chotu, wobbles into the market, his nose twitching at every new scent. Vendors laugh as he slips between legs, nearly tripping over a child’s discarded toy. Ignoring the chaos, Chotu explores, his eyes wide with wonder.

Chotu[/@ch_1] shivers alone, his fur matted and muddy.] Raju, a kind auto-rickshaw driver with a broad smile and gentle hands, spots the trembling puppy. "Hey little one, this is no place for you on a night like this." He kneels, carefully gathering Chotu into his arms and shielding him from the rain.

Raju[/@ch_2]'s cozy one-room home, the air is scented with chai and hope. A bright red shirt and yellow shorts are gently draped over Chotu, who sits on a tattered rug, tail wagging.] Raju grins as he dries Chotu's fur, wrapping him snugly in the colorful clothes. "You look ready for adventure, my friend." The warmth of home seeps into Chotu's bones, and he gazes up at his rescuer with trust and affection.

Chotu[/@ch_1] sits proudly beside Raju in the front seat of a green-and-yellow auto-rickshaw. The city bustles around them, sunlight glinting off wet pavement.] Scooters swerve, children wave, and market-goers stare in amazement as the tiny dog, dressed in bright clothes, appears to help steer the rickshaw. Chotu's ears perk up, and he sits tall, looking every bit the co-pilot. Rumors ripple through the crowd—some say the dog can truly drive.

Chotu[/@ch_1] spreads quickly. A line of eager passengers forms, waiting for a ride with the legendary rickshaw dog.] Raju chuckles as people climb aboard. Chotu meets each passenger’s gaze, his calm presence making even the most nervous travelers smile. Children giggle as they spot the dog in his tiny outfit, and flower garlands soon appear around his neck.

Chotu[/@ch_1] hops down, nuzzling her hand with his nose and curling up beside her.] Her tears slow, replaced by quiet laughter as Chotu wags his tail and licks her cheek. Raju watches nearby, his heart full. In the background, children decorate Chotu with flower garlands, chanting, "Auto-Rickshaw King!"

Raju[/@ch_2] holds a small umbrella over Chotu as they huddle together, dry and content.] Shopkeepers rush out with sweets, unfurling banners that read: “Auto-Rickshaw King!” Social media posts and newspaper photos spread the legend, but Chotu remains humble, pausing one day to gently guide a blind man across the slippery street.

Chotu[/@ch_1] welcomes him with a wag, sharing treats and a joyful ride with passengers.] Between fares, Chotu rests his head on Raju's lap, their friendship unspoken but unbreakable. Raju sits at the tea stall, sipping chai, and says with pride, "Chotu has a heart bigger than this whole city."

Chotu[/@ch_1], adorned in a garland, leads a parade in his flower-decked rickshaw. Lanterns swing, fireworks crackle, and the city celebrates their gentle hero.] Children wave from the sidewalks, clutching drawings of Chotu that encourage kindness to stray animals. Even a grumpy shopkeeper can’t help but smile as Chotu sits politely and licks his hand.

Chotu[/@ch_1] gazes from the rickshaw, ears flapping in the breeze. The city feels united—shopkeepers, children, and elders alike waving as they pass.] A sign on the rickshaw reads: “Driver: Chotu – Ride with a Smile.” People gather in the city square, laughter and music filling the air, as Chotu greets familiar faces with a raised paw and sparkling eyes.

Chotu[/@ch_1] dreams of soaring above the city in a magical rickshaw, a cape fluttering behind him, the stars whirling overhead. Below, the city glows with love and hope.] Raju whispers to an old man at the tea stall, "Chotu drives with his heart." The city agrees, their smiles lighting up the dawn.

Chotu[/@ch_1] sits atop the rickshaw, looking out over the city skyline. The world feels bright, as if anything is possible.] His tail thumps quietly, and contentment fills the air. The city moves beneath him, alive with the promise of new adventures, as Chotu stands proud—forever the Auto-Rickshaw King.