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With every passing second, Mr. Dastur was getting impatient.
Everyone else, on the other hand, was soaking in the sun. At leisure.
Akbar had gotten hold of a starfish and was showing it off to his three kids.
The Sule brothers - Akshay, Sandeep and little Sandesh seemed to be racing each other. Strangely, they weren't quite running in the same direction.
Jason was walking all alone. He was probably slightly disappointed that none of the girls had agreed to join them for this picnic. Unfortunately for Mr.Dastur, he too didn't seem to be in a hurry to get back.
Mr.Dastur couldn't take it any longer. He placed his legs closer together. "When the hell are we gonna leave?", he cried out to no one in particular.
Can't blame the old chap. When you wanna pee, you just can't hold on for too long.
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