Wednesday, September 1, 2010

All Is Well That Ends Well..

The chill in the air was freezing... Reaching his bones and icing his marrow.. And after a long day's work in which his only respite was a cup of rancid coffee..

The day had started off bad.. Missed breakfast as there was no way he could have made it to the office in time after getting up so late... Got stuck in a traffic jam due to the fog.. Reached an hour late for a presentation to the client.. An hour late!!! He knew the loss of the client will be squarely blamed on him, when the presentation itself was pathetic and could hold no client interested even if there was Shakira doing a belly dance on the tunes of Waka Waka for them after the presentation...

In the cafeteria, an over-zealous cleaner cleaned his tiffin dabba off the table before he could taste a morsel of the aloo parathas the PG aunty had packed for him, while he had gone to pick up a spoon.. Disgusted, he decided not to eat anything at all..

And then, the dressing down in the office of the boss!! As expected, the morning debacle was blamed squarely on him... And what was more, he was assigned one more report to make and submit by the next morning.. And the stupid phone had to ring at precisely the moment when the boss was just about seeing the merit of his arguments vis-a-vis the presentation.. How he hated these Bajaj Allianz insurance people at that point in time!!!

So, being the last one out of office, correction last but one before the guard, he was trudging his weary way back home in the late evening hours... Once back to his room, he picked up the newspaper and was about to call the PG aunty for dinner when he saw the stick on pasted on the smiling photo of Sachin Tendulkar on the front page that told him to fend for his own dinner that night as aunty had to go to some stupid wedding!!!

He just picked up the newspaper and started going over it, from one end to the other... And somewhere inbetween the advertisements for a "personal massage at your home" he found something that made his day!! Or rather, his night!!

Immediately, he set down on the task at hand.. A few punches of some buttons on an otherwise meaningless jumble of wires and chips later, he was ready... And boy, was it as good as promised?? Precisely two minutes later, as he opened the door, the aroma wafting into his nostrils made him go weak in the knees... The sight was, if possible, even more delicious.. Could anything on this earth give a single man more joy?? Surely, this must be the best creation God could have ever come up with... So smooth, so enticing... As he opened his mouth to taste the forbidden fruit, so to speak, he literally felt he was in heaven itself...

Inbetween his umm's and aah's, the only other thing he thought was - He was lucky to have with him on this winter night, a packet of Maggi...

10 comments:

Amrita said...

Lol nice

Beauty and the BEast said...

main aur meri maggi stories!! You ought to have mailed it to them!! Honest!! It makes a prize winning story :P

†J said...

Maggi and massage made your day !! ;)

*They always do.
:)

The Sage said...

@ Amrita
thanks

The Sage said...

@ Beauty
we have already discussed that part, innit??

The Sage said...

@ Telly
they sure do...

but i am spooked!! you know so much about me and i don't know anything about you!! information imbalance!!

blunt edges said...

Hahaha. Brilliant!

The Sage said...

@ blunt edges
thanks :)

Raj said...

i will give you this. at heart. you are a perv :P
and a funny one at that :D

The Sage said...

@ raj
you assessed me right in finding me a perv...