The social animal I am, I have been lucky to have many friends( many of them are real restaurant freaks). Add to this the atmosphere Birthday Season brings! Ho Ho! We are going for a treat! The real zeal of B'Days! So here we arrange bikes (autos for gals) and sped away to the fortunate destination.
Once in the restaurant, the merry din (read the shouts and merry making) fills the vicinity and enchants everyone. The manager smiles ( read devilish smile ) at the prospect of seeing such a large profit. Hardly he knows what the hell we are!!!!
We take our chairs and shouting, grinning,teasing and blushing continues. Here a fight of a different sort ensues: For sitting next to one's gal friend ( survival of the fittest ) . How apt was Darwin !
Never mind after some time the grumbling comes down and weaker ones console themselves by thinking better luck next time. Ah ha! All the best buddies.
Then the waiter comes and he goes into hysteria after getting the order : How come such a large gathering manage with such a merge amount. I suppose this was a banquet! Anyways this is our way of life: Save money boss. See what happened in US for their consumerism. WE all are suffering in this state of economic slump.By the way lets continue : He coaxes us to order more items at least increase the quantity. But all his pleadings go to deaf ears. How determined we are!
The wait for food begins. The taste buds are activated. The saliva starts trickling. The stomach is tuned in to accommodate the maximum capacity. Then the "Think Food" mode is activated and loaded into memory. Finally we are ready.
When the food comes, the animal in me tries to unleash itself. But years of training by the society has taught me to keep my instincts in control. I wait for the food to be served. The waiter works so slowly and serves as if he were a perfectionist.
Now even more formality ensues. We need to wait till our neighbors start eating and this wait creates a vicious circle. Huh! At last some one starts eating and then the ball starts rolling. The meat is teared apart and the paneer is gulped at a go.
Time for the bill. Everyone waits for it more anxiously than the host(after all they would be the host after some days).
This whole process is repeated every time some one is born every year. Who ever said history repeats itself said it rightly!
Anyways ! Did I forget to say Happy Birthday?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY !
Once in the restaurant, the merry din (read the shouts and merry making) fills the vicinity and enchants everyone. The manager smiles ( read devilish smile ) at the prospect of seeing such a large profit. Hardly he knows what the hell we are!!!!
We take our chairs and shouting, grinning,teasing and blushing continues. Here a fight of a different sort ensues: For sitting next to one's gal friend ( survival of the fittest ) . How apt was Darwin !
Never mind after some time the grumbling comes down and weaker ones console themselves by thinking better luck next time. Ah ha! All the best buddies.
Then the waiter comes and he goes into hysteria after getting the order : How come such a large gathering manage with such a merge amount. I suppose this was a banquet! Anyways this is our way of life: Save money boss. See what happened in US for their consumerism. WE all are suffering in this state of economic slump.By the way lets continue : He coaxes us to order more items at least increase the quantity. But all his pleadings go to deaf ears. How determined we are!
The wait for food begins. The taste buds are activated. The saliva starts trickling. The stomach is tuned in to accommodate the maximum capacity. Then the "Think Food" mode is activated and loaded into memory. Finally we are ready.
When the food comes, the animal in me tries to unleash itself. But years of training by the society has taught me to keep my instincts in control. I wait for the food to be served. The waiter works so slowly and serves as if he were a perfectionist.
Now even more formality ensues. We need to wait till our neighbors start eating and this wait creates a vicious circle. Huh! At last some one starts eating and then the ball starts rolling. The meat is teared apart and the paneer is gulped at a go.
Time for the bill. Everyone waits for it more anxiously than the host(after all they would be the host after some days).
This whole process is repeated every time some one is born every year. Who ever said history repeats itself said it rightly!
Anyways ! Did I forget to say Happy Birthday?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY !
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nice work keep it up!! hope to see more such blogs.
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