i think a lot, there are moments i dont think at all too. when i am hungry, after 10pm and basically at high of any emotion. Love, fear, jealousy and sad.
Mostly because, i doubt efficiency and effectiveness of my brain at this moments.
I eat at solar kitchen every lunch, thats the most i eat. nothing at morning and some snack or milk at night. its decent on week days. few day with mismanagement of time or no money i dont eat at night. when i sleep hungry, i look forward to lunch next day where i get unlimited food at solar kitchen.
that Saturday, few amount for lunch and no dinner, slept hungry. next day is Sunday, solar kitchen wont be open. from morning to 3 in evening occupied with some freelancing work.
when solar kitchen is closed, the only option where i dont need to travel more and with decent food is Dinesh food court.
its a road side, under tree shade, not too rush not too empty. at least from my experience, place is crude in generally. every i visit, i order only one dish its egg curry combo. delivery is fast at lunch. but 3pm is not lunch.
3pm i visited, bit crowded then usual. only one women in kitchen, one help. hungry like a wild bore. when i am hungry i keep my head down, think not and talk not. and super conscious of my emotions and thoughts.
ordered egg curry combo. 1min, 10 mins,30 mins,40 mins. by now i went to counter 2-3 times to check on order. she seemed busy, all the time. sweeting. every time she confirms i will get my order with shaking the head. people who ordered after me got delivered. avoid thoughts like “she is consciously avoiding me”, “she preferring customers who seemed more presentable and uptight”, “she didn’t show me no respect.”, “its doesn’t take much time to cook a egg curry combo”. Avoiding actions like throwing water cans off the table and yelling at the women for my order. its 1 hour 10 mins passed.
looked at other tables, not a one person ordered curry, rice or anything heavy. egg curry combo seemed like a unpopular and time taking option for the time.
i went to the counter, looked at her. she is cooking something, tirelessly. with absolutely no emotions on my face. gulping my saliva at being of the sentence and said “egg curry combo, cancel ” with hand signs. she didn’t seems apologetic. more over glad that i canceled it. with a expression that portrayed, that she know she cant delivery it. i looked around the restaurant, looked at her and ordered a egg dosa. that seems convenient for 3pm.
got the order in 5mins, its was delicious. mostly because i was hungry. its bit thick if i think about it now. i was decently filled.
went to the water can to drink, which is just be side the counter. she is leisure looking at the coatomers in her sight, she is cousiouly breathing, like searching for air to breath. searching for all the air she missed. washed my hands, about to pay. i looking at her, she said something in tamil, i understood nothing . mostly it seemed like she is giving reasons why the order is late. me on other hand i did what a person who dont know language and awkward at moment do. i said its ok with some classic thumbups throwing around. presuming that she has some remorse, to balance it. i said egg dosa is good, with some more thumbups throwing around.
her expressions felt like she is remember all of 1 and half hour past, at that moment i didnt care all about the much. Mostly because there is delicious egg is my stomach. how i be mean, how can i commit sin when there is egg in my stomach. you murder me and give me sweet looking half boiled egg omelet with pepper on , i will forgive you bitch. when i am dead, put two eggs in my stomach. even when i am not invited, i will break that heaven gates like a gangster. i am saint with egg in my stomach.
anyway i left the place proud of my self, mostly because i crossed a clusters of thought, emotions and moments. with eye feast of good looking women, egg in my stomach, and not making peoples day any worse. a great day indeed.
this happened 2 months ago, if i remember something from 2 months ago this clearly. its worth sharing