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I want a masala dosa," cried the old man, banging the top of the desk top computer.

Sir, we do not serve masala dosa or even sada dosa here," said the owner of the cyber cafe, staring flabbergasted at the old man.

Then why have you put up a caf, sign?" asked the old man.

This is a cyber caf, sir."

I am not bothered whether it is a Sai Bar Caf, or Sai Baba Cafe," said the old man. A caf, sign is a cafe sign, and I will have you arrested for putting up a sign and misleading the public.

Sir said the owner of the cyber caf, patiently,"we do not want any trouble with the police." We will give you one hour of surfing free if you keep quiet."

Serving? Now you want me to serve for an hour? Do I look like a waiter?

Surfing sir."

Police, cried the old man."

No sir, no sir," cried the owner worriedly, as he glanced at two youngters in his caf,, who were merrily exploring a porn site. "No sir, no sir, why don"t you come inside,we will give you an email address free."

Female free? You think I am that kind of man. My wife is sick and tired, that is why I have to eat out, and you are offering me a female. What kind of a caf, is this?"

Cyber caf, sir. See the desk top sir. If you move the mouse you can open..."

Mouse!" shrieked the old man. "I will not touch your mice. You are frightening me..."

Would you like a website sir?"

Now webs with spiders!" shrieked the old man. "I come to a caf, and they give me spiders and mice. Police!"

No sir, no sir, and sir please be careful not to fall on the motherboard."

Mother shouted the old man. I am not falling on anyone's mother. I have come to eat, I am starving."

Sir please do not move the mouse sir, otherwise our cursor will delete everything."

You are cursing me?"

No sir... but do not move the cursor on the title bar."

Ah you don't have masala dosa but you have a bar, aha... Police...!" The old man suddenly glanced at the two boys who were surfing the net and who were busily studying a scantily clad Pamela Anderson...

Wh... What is that?" asked the old man moving to the two boys..."

Sir it is okay, we will bring you a masala dosa here. Sir..."

Masala dosa be hanged," gasped the old man as he stared at the semi nude figure of the beautiful model," what a dish..... what a dish...!

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