Akshay: I have a problem, Aravind.
Aravind: My lord?
Akshay examined his laptop, holding it as delicately and precisely as a conductor’s baton.
Akshay: Why doesn’t it work for me, Aravind?
Aravind: My — My lord? I do not understand. You — You have written extraordinary code with this laptop.
Akshay: No. I have written my usual code. I am extraordinary, but this laptop….no. It has not revealed the wonders it has promised.
