I am a hard core south Indian. I take breakfast seriously. I mean, damn seriously. Haven’t you seen me relishing on dosa-sambar-pongal-upma-idly-vada-chutney-puttu-kadala?
Now, this post is about one of my infamous breakfast encounters.
As usual, I was on my way to office one day, scrutinizing my fellow passengers in the bus - the same corporate folks who discuss the same Java and Oracle and relocation and America and cars and traffic and managers! So unexciting …to see the same monotonous faces daily! To make my time productive, I decided to make a to-do list for the day at work. But no… I couldn’t think of anything beyond my cube and my teammates. What was the distraction? The interrupting thought of the aroma of filter coffee in the cafeteria! “Forget work. First things first; so, let me elaborately plan today’s breakfast”, I decided. Thinking of the hot fluffy poori and the masala, I smiled to myself …wide!
As soon as I reached office, I marched to the cafeteria high spiritedly! There I met my friends, who also believe that the best way to start off a day is by making the tummy happy. As I was picking up my food from the counter ‘hello’-ing and ‘hi’-ing with colleagues standing in the queue, by mistake I dropped my tumbler splashing coriander chutney all over the floor! Oh Shit! I ‘sorry’-ied to the boy serving the food a thousand times and he kindly replaced my dish.
Forgetfulness is bliss at times! Totally forgetting the commotion I created a few minutes ago, I thoroughly savored the food with my friends over jokes and gossips and pulling legs!
It is now time for some serious stuff – work! I got into the elevator while two others whom I do not know joined. One of them was stinking and I felt embarrassed to close my nose in front of him.
Me (thinking): Darling, it’s been how long since you took a shower?
Stinking Guy: What a bad start…
Other Guy: What happened? And why are you wet?
Stinking Guy: Early in the morning, somebody gave me a bath in chutney. It even got into my eyes that I couldn’t even see the culprit. Bloody annoying idiot! Grrrr… Useless fellow!
Shock, guilt, shame and nervousness sneaked in through my bones and nerves!
Me: Excuse me!
Stinking Guy: Yes… (the other guy also turned at me)
Me: The bloody useless idiot whom you just referred is me.
Both their eyes popping out: What?
Me: I am so sorry; I didn’t know that there were victims to my act. I was the one who gave you the bath and I swear it was accidental.
Stinking Guy: Oh sorry! I didn’t mean it, you know! Huh, hmmm… I was just talking in general… Hope you can understand - chutney on my shirt, eyes, everywhere…
Me: I am really really sorry!
The elevator opened, it was their destination. Both of them gave me a smile and got out. I was still ‘sorry’ing!
Heartfelt apology is a funny thing! Don’t you feel so?
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