"Nakul, wake up, you'll be late! "
Nakul blabbered sleepily something in reply which he himself couldn't understand.
" Ahh, take a bath, buddy."
It was a shame that the perfect sleep-inducing climate had to be ignored. Damn you, school.
As he was bathing, he didn't realize that he was actually in a bathtub.
"Strange, I never noticed my bathroom had a bathtub."
Perplexed, he quickly got ready for school and went downstairs.
His Mom was tapping the dining table, half-impatient, half-irritated.
"Quick, I made beans-on-toast, today. "
"Your favorite", she added smilingly.
Nakul loved it when Mom did that. His mom was, to him and all his classmates at school, the best cook.
Leisurely biting his toast, he gagged.
Looking bewilderedly outside, he exclaimed, "I didn't know we had three cars!"
Wildly happy, Nakul continued gaping at the Mazda RX-8.
"It's a present to your brother, for getting admission into Harvard! Your father is very generous."
His Amazement quickly turned into hope.
Giving Mom his signature puppy-dog eyes, he asked her," Can I drive it when I come back, Purleaase?"
"I don't know, there are a lot of policemen nowadays…" His mother said nervously.
"But I have a learner's license and Bhaiya can come with me! I promise, ma, I'll drive very slowly." He said, crossing his fingers.
"Well, all right."
Jubilant, Nakul punched the air around him.
With a spring in his step, he went to school.
He was sweetly surprised at the attention the girls in his class were giving to him.
"There's something different today..." he wondered.
After school, Nakul was wild. His brother had come to pick him up. In the Mazda.
He started crossing the road. Something was wrong.
A bus out of nowhere came and hit him on his face.
He woke up. He was late. Mom was slapping him awake.
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