The case of the missing Phone
It was a normal Monday. As usual I got up late. There is something intensely special about the sleep in the Monday morning. I have had the pleasure of enjoying it every time. My mother was never too strict about my punctuality she believed in joy not discipline. I am fortunate man. My wife too enjoys sleep so she doesn't push me down the bed early in the morning. So I am a happy man who has enjoyed Monday morning sleep till my fascinating forty years of age. However I must warn you this Monday morning sleep does have its side effects. Like delayed office work, getting caught in traffic (most people are late like me).Despite its sour end it is the best. Ask any soul who has been bitten by the sleep bug and is an eternal friend of the sand man. I must go to my office at 8.30 today. So I got up at 7 after the infernal sound made by the alarm in my phone. It was on snooze from 6 or so I thought. I sluggishly took to my daily morning duties in the bathroom. This is the task of the days