Ramesh was not your average delivery boy. He had a PhD in Laziness, a Master's in Excuses, and a Diploma in "Why Do Today What You Can Do Tomorrow?" But despite his questionable work ethic, he loved one thing more than anything else in the world—pizza. Not delivering it, of course. Eating it.
One fine evening, his boss at Cheesy Delights Pizza gave him a challenge—deliver ten pizzas to Mr. Sharma’s mansion in thirty minutes or consider himself unemployed. Ramesh, who valued his job only slightly less than his naps, sighed dramatically and hopped onto his ancient scooter, which sounded like a dying buffalo.
As he zipped through the city, disaster struck! A dog, determined to prove its athletic abilities, chased him down the street. In the ensuing chaos, Ramesh swerved, hit a pothole, and the pizzas went flying.
With the speed of a ninja (or at least a very slow turtle), he managed to catch most of them, but two pizzas landed on a passing auto-rickshaw. Before he could react, the driver, mistaking them for divine blessings, sped away while shouting, "Thank you, pizza gods!"
Now with only eight pizzas left, Ramesh was in trouble. He couldn’t show up at Mr. Sharma’s door with an incomplete order—he had heard the man once sued a grocery store for selling him an onion with a single missing layer.
Thinking quickly, he stopped at his friend Bunty’s roadside stall. “Bunty, I need two pizzas!” he panted.
“Sure,” Bunty said. “But I only have aloo parathas.”
“Wrap them in a pizza box and cover them with extra cheese!” Ramesh ordered. With a shrug, Bunty complied.
Now armed with his makeshift pizzas, Ramesh raced to the mansion, arriving just in time. He handed over the boxes, collected his payment, and was about to leave when he heard a scream.
“WHAT IS THIS?” Mr. Sharma bellowed, staring at the aloo paratha-pizzas.
Ramesh gulped. “Uh, sir, that’s our new ‘Surprise Special’ flavor. Very exclusive.”
Sharma glared, took a bite… and suddenly, his expression changed. “This… is delicious! You must bring me five more of these tomorrow!”
Ramesh wiped his forehead, nodded, and quickly escaped before his luck ran out.
That night, as he munched on an extra pizza he had "accidentally" kept for himself, he smiled. Maybe he wasn’t the best delivery boy—but he was definitely the best at surviving disasters.
And who knows? Maybe he had just invented India’s first aloo paratha pizza chain!
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