Tit for Tat

It was 4o clock in the morning. trrrrinnnnggggggggg........ the alarm started buzzing. He turned slowly from right side to left side. The whole turning process was so slow that the alarm got bored and slept off. So, why did our hero have to get up so early in the morning? Does he have a habit of jogging in the early morning? No. He has to study? No. The reason is simple, it takes him 2 hours to walk from bedroom to bathroom and he has to get ready by 9 o clock. So planning backwards, he set an alarm for 4 0 clock.

He started walking for the bath room some 20 feet away at 4 o clock, and sharp 6 o clock he was in the bathroom. After the daily rituals, he headed for a shave. He took out the gillette razor and applied gillette cream and started shaving, it took him 1 hour to complete the shave, not that he had a long beard, his last shave was 3 days ago, but the reason is that after a single successful stroke from the razor there will be some 20 unsuccessful ones. I.e. if he runs the razor against his beard 21 times he will be successful only 1 time and 20 times the razor won’t cut the beard. But our hero is a very patient guy, he waited for 1 long hour to complete the 5 strokes required for the clean shave, bathed and headed for the breakfast.

After the breakfast, which was 4 loaves of bread and 5 liters of jam, he headed to his living room where laid the keys of his favorite possession, a new sports car! And beside the keys was the user manual. He very proudly laid his hands on the keys and started going through the user manual. The sports car seemed like an elite monster. He read the tech specifications. Looking at the 2 door, 12 cylinders, 6000 cc, 533bhp engine which clocks 4.5 seconds for 0-100kmph with a top speed of 310kmph, he could not help but get amazed. Just by looking at the specifications he started rotating the key chain in his hand at 2000rpm, he thought how exciting it would be to ride the car.

He dressed up and got into the bright red monster. Put in the key and with a small rotation the engine roared as if there was a thunder, it was like a music for him. He pressed the clutch and shifted the gear from neutral to first, released the clutch and pressed the gas, the car started moving, it was more than 6 seconds and he was in 3rd gear the car was still moving at 15 kmph. He pressed the gas to abysmal and changed the gears fanatically, but for no use, the max speed the monster could ever reach was 20 kmph. He thought that he should wait; after all patience has been his virtue. He waited for half an hour and 10 km was all he could travel and when he saw a bullock car over taking him followed by a cycle rickshaw and 2 bicycles, he thought he had enough. He pulled the car to the shoulder of the road, stopped it and pressed the button that releases the bonnet door.

He opened the bonnet and started examining, with frustration, as if he were a car mechanic. After a preliminary examination he found a small letter, he opened it with all the frustration and irritation in the world, this is rare because, our hero never gets frustrated. The letter read:
"Dear Mr. Dravid, this is how we feel when you bat."