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The clock is ticking



9:41 AM: Get ready by 9:55.

9:43 AM: Sure.

 

9:54 AM: Give me 5 more minutes.

9:56 AM: Fine.

 

10:01 AM: Time’s up. Meet me at the car in 3.

10:02 AM: Alright.

 

10:06 AM: I’ve been waiting. Where are you? Your excuse better be good.

10:06 AM: Almost there.

 

10:07 AM: “Get in get in get in let’s move.”


He backed the car out in less than a second and sped out of the driveway.


“Don’t worry. We’ll make it on time.”

“We’ll see.”

“We’re almost there. I don’t see why you’re so grumpy.”

“We’re only halfway there. I really hope we reach on ti — LOOK AT THE ROAD NOT AT ME!”

 

The car swerved to the right, narrowly missing the median.

“Don’t worry. Nothing happened. You’re fine, I’m fine, and the car is fine. Just keep driving.”

 

They parked the car and ran out.


“Where is the elevator?”

“The elevator isn’t working.”

“What? Fine. Where are the stairs?”

“Follow me. Run.”


They ran down the stairs, out the parking lot, and into the building.

Puffing and panting, they climbed up two more flights of stairs, and pushed open the door –


“It’s over. We’re too late.”

“No. You’re kidding.”

“See for yourself.”


“Oh my god. It’s over. It’s over. How could this happen? What am I going to do now? Oh my god!”

“You are such a drama-queen.”

“How dare you?”


“The Dosas are over, yes. But they’re still serving breakfast! We’re not too late. Go get yourself a plate and eat some Pongal for a change.”



 

For the benefit of the non-Indians : Dosa and Pongal are two types of breakfast served in India.

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