Sleep

No matter how hard I try, I never reach my college on time.
It's got something to do with the traffic levels in Mumbai, but I am yet to figure what it is exactly. Maybe I can just forget about it thinking that the fucked up politicians are responsible for it. On the face of it, this excuse does seem valid and the best option to hide my incompetence of adhering to the alarm clock.
You may ask, "How can a Minister who resides in the South Mumbai, commuting with a cavalcade of 15 cars be responsible for my delay????".
Well u surely haven't read of the butterfly effect.

The doors always locked when i reach the classroom, but I have some loyals who stand by the, "Sleep is God" adage. But we are outnumbered by the rest of principled population of the class..........damn it

Well it doesn't end there. Once I enter the almost over lecture, gods of sleep reappear, and being the religious kind, I have to oblige. So much for an MBA education.
I might write a book on "101 ways to sleep undetected", but haven't commenced lest they'd accuse me of killing the will to live amongst the alive.

I catch a bus, as trains don't alloy me to sleep for more than 10 mins at a stretch.
Old people getting onto a bus are a cause for concern, as offering seat to them becomes mandatory and it pains when you have just paid a bomb for an AC bus ticket. So Zaf and I have devised this unique systems of pretending to sleep when the oldies get on. Has worked splendidly, till now.

enough crap, now I need to sleep.