Something fishy

After some ultra-eventful weeks, things have just stopped happening to me.

I come to office expecting a proper dress down for having delivered a project much after the deadline and what I get is appreciation for my good work. I go the coaching class expecting the worst possible humiliation for having not prepared and the teacher asks me the only question I know the answer to. I ride my bike defying all speed limits and I still reach home safely, not to mention saving a lot of time that way. I play Table Tennis in the weirdest possible ways and still win.

I think God has really some horrific plans for me in future. Wish me luck!