Day Dreaming

I love day dreaming, my imagination is a genie that could brings me anithing & can takes to any dimension and boundary. One day if it happen that i left with zilch, i'll be rich and happy with my vast imagination. The following story is a result of my five minutes smart imagination when we were asked to speak on any topic of our choice during my voice & accent training, though didnt find oppertunity better then here to express. (So here it begins)

It all begins after we boozed by sleep after long night shift in office. Sathya, my team friend and me decided to stay awake for whole day before joining our shift the same evening. We were so thrilled by this idea that we decided to spent our whole day in some caffe bistro & have few dose of caffeine to make us awake. We decided to hop into the famous cafee house where 'LOT CAN HAPPEN OVER COFFEE'. We enter into the caffe bistro situated at the busiest market in my city, we were not surprise to see ourself the only customer as it was an early morning, away from loud chirping of people, this was a nice, cozy and serene place to spend time while sipping coffee and requesting songs on 'Juke Box', it hardly have collection of new songs, requesting 'Jimi Hendrix' a way beyond. Aniways we had few cups of coffee & some freshly prepared club sandwiches then we realise that we are not alone, we are acompanied by a group of 3 girls taking a couch adjacent to us. Sooner there was something more in the air apart from the caffene fragrance its their loud chattering, probably a fresh gossip of the boss. I wonder what is the probability if the 3 girls are asked to keep quiet for 10 minutes perhaps NONE otherwise it would be Gunnies record if it ever happen. Coming out from the probability, i realised the place is filled with black smoke all of sudden. Now it was a fire alarm which went off & we realised that their was a fire in the building & the best part was that we were asked to rush outside without paying the bills(best part of fire).

Me & Sathya rushed towards the main exit, before reaching the Doors girls start shouting & start calling 'Vinti' one of their mate who went to rest room 20 minutes ago. 'Gawsh!! what it take for girls to stay in such dingy place for long??' i asked from myself. We stopped where we were & accost the girls to asked what happened. i saw a thick smoke coming out from the rest room. i told them to go outside the building & ran towards the restroom where i got no response after banging the doors for 2 minutes, the smoke was incresing & getting hard to breathe. Struggling with my breath i trashed the door knobs & found Vinti lying on floor unconcious. I cried for help but no one was there so i carried her on my back. She was too heavy for me to carry on. But i have to save her so imagine myself to be a 'Clark Kent' & with some 'Popeye' Spinach, i lied on her on my back & rushed outside the building. I opened the front doors & struggled hard to open my eyes under camera flashes of the news channel reporters. Everyone eagre to take the interview of their new 'Hero'. I found myself delighted with the whole incident, suddenly i felt a pat on my shoulder from behind while giving interviews to the news reporter. I found my face completely drenched with water, my team mates along with my manager standing around me with a cup of coffee in their hands. I soon ralised i slept while on call with my client doing 'IPCONFIG'. My manager called me in his cabin & when he was about to fired me FIRE ALARM bangs up again..............