'Coffee' and me!

That dark brown fluid in the cup kickstarts my day. I am sure it does to urs too... The day i miss it, my day definitely goes disastrous. I distinctly remember the day when i woke up late, I did not get the time for my precious mug of coffee. I looked at the clock on my bedside of my '2x2' room. I was horrified and startled. I simply jumped off and nearly bounced off the bed, made a mad run for the loo. In the melee, I forgot my slipper, knocked my knee on the wall and injured my li'l toe finger in the process. Neverthless like a brave soldier, i limped foward to get my clothes. I finally had my bath and managed to get myself into the 'right' clothes! I shall explain 'right' to u in a while. Anyways i reached office and realised i'd missed a press conference by an hour. I felt a slight headache take over me! I knew it coming...so i went out and decided to go and get a coffee from ICH (Indian Coffee House). Mumbling a small headache, i told my senior that i am going out to get a fresh breath of air (as if the air within was foul!). The moment my friend (the waiter) got my coffee, i just pounced and gulped it as if i were 'manna' (Jesus' holy bread dipped in wine)! And the rest of the day i was on CLOUD NINE!!!