It all started when I was 5yrs old, had visited a small restaurant near by. As we occupied a table, the waiter and gave us the menu card. My eyes were all rolling up and down as by father was turning pages n pages in the menu, dreaming when will my dad ask me what would like to have.
Soon the magic words were out.... Son Whats your take. I was like hmm... hmm... something good pa (other side of the table my sister was all staring at me what this boy is gonna order today). A sweet voice struck my ears.... i guessed it was from the table next to be ours reminding me of a sweet girl who stays in our neighborhood but unfortunately it was of my mom. After some brainstorming my dad finally placed the order. As usual I couldn't sit one place for much time, started disturbing my sister. She being papa's daughter all the time complaining papa see what this guy (bhaiya) is upto. However I couldn't resist myself my watching people who were there in the restaurant. My eyes were looking for some one with whom I could exchange the unspoken words.
After looking around I found some one about three tables far, moment I started passing my sweet smile there was blackout in front of my eyes and guess what it was none other than the waiter who had brought the dinner we had ordered for. All the dishes were looking yummy... i was looking at each and every dish... immediately my mom told we haven't ordered that what you are looking for... I was like oh mom I want have that only.... I wish you had ordered a chicken curry mom. Waiter served all of us and there was pin drop silence on our table... I looked at my sister passed a smile and she was like who are you... then passed a smile to my dad, he asked are you liking the food. I replied in a low tone Yes Pa.
It was a wonderful time at the restaurant, Dad was about to settled the bill, I asked pa no ice-cream. Mom saw me with a wanky looks and said you what happens to you after you eat ice-cream, i was like please mom. Anyways it wasn't the ice-cream day, we were about to leave and I was again back to square one looking for that girl whom i saw three table across. Unfortunately she had already left without me noticing her (thought of saying cheese).... We all got and marched towards the exit.
I told myself... its a wonderful place to be.... good people to come across, good food, ah not to forget ice-creams..... some day... some day.... careful son there is stone in front of you...."i will.... open my own restaurant."
1 comment:
Welcome to the world of blogging!
A very well written post for a start. So what happened to your restaurant plans?
Keep writing, I wish to read more of you.
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