My mother went down to Benne to pick up butter dosas and podi idlis for dinner while I stayed back in our apartment studying. About fifteen minutes later, my phone rings. My mom's voice sounded breathless with excitement: "Guess what just happened!" Her order came out to ₹1,150. When she tapped her card on the counter, the billing terminal chimed and the manager walked over with a wide grin. Turns out her invoice was the exactly 1,000th order placed at that outlet since its launch. The restaurant completely waived her entire bill down to zero rupees and offered to add any dessert she wanted on the house. Someone waiting in the queue behind her joked that if they had been the 1,000th customer, they would have ordered ten more plates of ghee roast. My mom politely took our meal and walked home beaming with joy. And yes, the piping hot benne dosas tasted ten times better knowing they were a lucky gift from the universe.