A scruffy dog padded through the market, stomach louder than the traffic. With lightning speed, it snatched a samosa from the roadside stall. The seller roared like a thunderstorm, waving his ladle like a sword. The chase shook the city. Pigeons scattered, rickshaws swerved, and destiny itself tripped over a pothole. But the dog escaped, clutching his prize like buried treasure. Years passed. The same dog, now in a suit and tie, sat at the head of a shining skyscraper. A CEO. With a single signature, he purchased the stall he once robbed. The seller could only stare, as the dog adjusted his glasses and ordered another samosa.