Humbled by a sensitive digestive tract, a high-flying executive doubles down and hunches over, sweating, making his way to the nearest toilet available.
But there’s no relief.
He’s on the streets of Mumbai, clenching and unclenching over every pothole, reduced to a writhing, sorry figure.
All the arrogance and pomp he had just a few minutes ago, speaking to his colleague, and bragging about the white lies to his wife, was all gone.
If he holds up well enough, he might just make it back home, with no surprises.
And by the seat of his pants, he almost does..!