It was any other morning but I decide not to go to school by bus but go later, my classes were in afternoon. When I am not running to get ready in the morning despite of getting up early then my roommates now roommate. I did love to sip a cup or two of tea. So I hopped into school bus to get down at a near by hotel . I sipped my tea and asked what are they serving in breakfast? the owner was responding to my query. He mentioned a list of items and dosa it was for me . I asked him are they hot, like any other day query. He spoke two languages. One Hindi and English followed later. Do you think are they two days old [in hindi] , you are too young [in English] , and stuff which I am not able to recall . My face was blank and all I kept saying uncle don’t get angry [ in hindi].The fact is one could see the person making dosas , since it was sort of open kitchen , one could do so by making oneself bit uncomfortable and stretch one’s neck like a giraffe. We usually have our breakfast outside our school, a small hotel . Since they open up early and keep all the stuff ready to serve immediately , so I the first question I ask is what is hot ? they may say parota/Aapam/dosa /poota. Depending what is hot , I order my breakfast. There is difference in my approach . The first thing I do in the latter place is sake up the person literally who serve me breakfast and tea. Next time I might try to touch this tough guy will a good belly and may be in coming times try to sake him up complete. Alas ! my preconceived notion got we whacked, but it was not that bad either.
Now I don’t dare to ask this guy whats hot ! He seemed hotter then the breakfast he serves.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
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