THE VISITORS




The Principal called Sheila when she reached the school late, huffing and puffing.

“Why are you late? There was this guy, a parent, waiting to see you. After about an hour’s wait, he went away after lecturing me on teacher’s need for punctuality.”

Sheila shrugged and thought, “Wish someone would advise the same to Laxman, the Bank Manager whom I tried in vain to meet today!”

“I had to go to the bank on some urgent work, sir. Who was the visitor anyway?”

“Mr. Laxman, a bank manager, it seems….”


The principal looked on in puzzlement as Sheila burst out in hysterical laughter.

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