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and so on. He laughed to himself as the car horns literally peed out their music.
    Jimmy’s frantic voice played in his head loud and clear, but even so, he stopped his car right next to the elderly lady. He jumped out of his convertible without even opening the door, scaring the dentures out of the elderly lady. He grabbed her hand to guide her to the other side of the road. She just followed him like an obedient child, though still in a state of shock.
    After crossing the road she blessed him with all her heart but he was too lost in his thoughts to respond and ran towards his car. And just then Jimmy began to ring.
    ‘Where have you reached?’
    ‘Just reaching, was helping someone cross the road,’ he replied casually while running across the road.
    ‘What? Will you just absolutely never change, you holier-than-thou do-gooder?! Are you effing insane? This could be the biggest contract in the history of this office and you are helping people cross the road? Cross your own bloody road man!’ Jimmy’s outburst was like that of a nagging harridan of a housewife. Sameer could just picture him frothing at the mouth like a rabid dog. What fun, the guy was turning into Fatty!
    ‘Nothing’s bigger than helping the elderly, my man,’ he got back in mock solemnity, even though his emotion was genuine.
    ‘What?’
    ‘Don’t waste my time, reaching in 5,’ Sameer replied as he neared his car.
    He jumped to his seat and sped on full-throttle. His sharp cuts through the traffic would have made former F1 Champion Michael Schumacher ashamed of his driving skills. Without wasting much time his hands once again started working on the presentation on the iPad.

    Slide after slide kept rolling as Sameer made the presentation to the international client in the biggest conference room of his office at Andheri West (a western suburb of Mumbai). Though it was the biggest yet the conference room was packed to the hilt. The nervousness of landing a contract with their biggest ever client was evident on everyone’s face.
    True to his habit of scanning occupants of the conference room while making a presentation, Sameer turned his head to look at everyone and smiled to see Fatty chewing off his nails.
    In between he also glanced through to gauge the client’s reaction to his advertising plan for the famous instant noodles ‘Shaggy Noodles’.
    ‘Teenage boys will most certainly grin upon hearing the name,’ he chuckled thinking about it. ‘I would love to meet the geniuses, who came up with this brilliant name,’ Sameer smiled.
    ‘Impressive! Impressive!’ The client shouted excitedly as soon as Sameer finished the presentation.
    Everyone from the agency beamed. Sameer knew the presentation would go well but the client’s response surpassed his own expectations.
    No points for guessing that Fatty had an ear-to-ear smile on his face contemplating the top line growth for the company along with the profits he was going to get in this quarter.
    ‘I am glad we listened to you and gave your agency a chance to ideate for this campaign,’ the client said to Sameer. Sameer’s boss was still not sure what had happened and he just kept smiling like a buffoon.
    ‘We would like you to design the entire final campaign without making any changes to your current presentation,’ the client addressed Sameer’s boss
    ‘Sure, sure,’ Fatty nodded his head like an obedient dog.
    ‘But,’ the client paused for a second.
    Fatty’s heart sank hearing the ‘But’, and funnily his big butt seemed to sag too. The entire team also froze.
    The client continued, ‘It’s a ? 200 crore campaign so we want Sameer to only focus on our campaign during this time.’
    This was like music to Fatty’s ears. ‘Your wish is my command, consider it done,’ he replied with a flourish.
    Sameer looked at his boss with surprise, as he had to deliver two more presentations to other clients in a couple of days. But Fatty only winked at him, signaling to him