I am Sorry Sir...

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Oh Shits ! I got late.
Oh Gosh! This fucking traffic.
I am too late to reach. The results must have started and I am making my boundary with this exausting traffic. So weary me! So pity me!

I gave 50 change to Autorickshaw who got stood around 15 min away from my Serio College due to unavoidable traffic.Running over and out of Tempos- Cars-Magnificient jeeps and crossing the highway

Oh sorry-oh excuse me please- uhhh sorry sorry ...Ah sorry your cap fell down.Extremely get excuse. My results today. Lemme go....I shouted.
Without thinking that they have nothing to do with my results.

Ouch! My shoe lace got unattached.What the  hell !
I shouted.
I am late.
Very late.
I just wrap my shoes in a polythin bag and ran as if a cheetah, the fastest cheetah is all over me.
Here it's my id-card,now let me just rush out in! Uhh lift not working ...God ! Why does this happen at a precious time ?
Ok..not a wrangle but we will just have a chat on it.

Uh. Just before the classroom door I saw time..it's 9:18am
Ugh..got 18 minutes late.
As soon as I forwarded my hand ..bit worriedly..bit nervously I heard my roll call.
ROLL NO 30 ! Three zero thirty!!
And I just screamed and yelled from half openly door --
PRESENT SIR ! PRESENT! PRESENT!
I am Sorry Sir..

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