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 Puffs & Cashews!

Back in our school days, the moment the evening school bell rang, we would rush home faster than anyone else—not because we were eager to get home, but for one simple reason: to collect fallen cashew nuts from the roadside before anyone else. That was our only source of pocket money, since all we received otherwise was just bus fare.😁

And what did we do with this hard-earned wealth? Egg puffs and lime juice on weekends—the ultimate luxury. Life was good... until the cashew season ended. No cashews meant no money, and no money meant no egg puffs. 

This was a crisis—a serious one. So one weekend, we all decided to figure out a solution for it, and the discussion turned more intense than any corporate board meeting. Ideas were thrown around, rejected, and argued over, but none made sense.

Just when hope was fading, fate arrived in the form of a loud voice from an auto rickshaw announcing, “Tomorrow is the day… your lucky day! Bumper lottery!” We looked at each other—minimal effort, maximum return—perfect.😎

We pooled together whatever coins we had left and, very unwisely, added our next week’s bus fare to buy a lottery ticket. This wasn’t just a ticket; this was our future. That night, none of us slept properly as we imagined unlimited egg puffs, daily lime juice, and big dreams. 

The next morning, we rushed to get hold of a newspaper and started scanning for the results. Nothing!

We checked again—still nothing. Panic started setting in. “Check properly da!” one of us shouted. “I am checking properly!” came the reply. 

We read every line multiple times, but there was still no result. That’s when I noticed something—the date on the ticket. Silence. We had bought an expired ticket!

The realization hit harder than any exam result, and for a moment, none of us spoke. That week, there were no egg puffs, no lime juice, and not even bus fare—we walked home.

And even today, whenever we pass by our old school, we still look around with sheepish faces, half-expecting to see that lottery guy again…😅

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