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The lunch that wasnt

A friend called me for lunch yesterday. It was some holiday so it was also a wednesday off from work. I had no plans and was looking forward to a day of pleasant nothingness. Lunching at her place meant a two hour travel but I thought, what the heck – she’s called me early in the morning (at 7:30 am to be precise) and kept asking me to get there as early as possible AND that she’d make lunch.

I’m game for free lunches as much as the next person so sure, I was in. Reached her place by 12 noon and started chatting. Drank two cups of tea (in huge mugs) and was thinking – its nice to catch up after ages. Thats when two of her cousins arrived and she walked off to talk with them. Leaving me alone, sitting and waiting for a long time AND feeling slightly neglected. Also start feeing hungry around the same time.

“What do you want to have for lunch? Noodles or roti?” asks my friend emerging from nowhere.

I am hoping either of them are already cooked since the last time I looked at the clock, it was already 1 pm.

“Noodles will be fine.” said I.

 ”Its meat noodles, isnt it?”

“Oh you wanted meat, huh? Okay, I’ll tell the cook to chop up some”.

Again, the last time I checked, I was and still am a pure non vegetarian.

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Luncheon

The time is 1:10 pm. My phone rings as expected. Jimmy calling.

Me: Yeah?
Jimmy:  Where are you??? Its time for lunch. What are you doing? Blogging? Always online!!! Hurry up, we’re all waiting for -
Me: Ok! Ok! Coming.

I reach the lobby where three hungry people await me, or rather my car keys.

Jimmy: Always late! Lets go. I’m so hungry, my eye balls are about to pop.
Me: Here are the keys. You drive.
Jimmy: I dont want to. You drive yourself.
Me: Drive, idiot!
Jimmy: Okay, auntie.

Everyone gets into the car. Off we go with music at full blast. Bebot bebot be.

Robin: Where to?
Me: I dont know. Whose turn is it today?
(Everybody): Its not my turn.
Me: Jimmy, dont lie. Last time it was your turn, you conveniently stayed absent. So that means today is yours.

After clearing the confusion surrounding whose turn it is to pay, we head towards a joint that we somewhat frequent. While ordering lunch, we have a hard time catching the waiter’s attention.

Jimmy: Waiter, this table’s dirty. Can you clean it fast?
Robin: Could you bring us some water to drink?

Waiter pretends not to hear.

Me: This is what happens when you stupidly leave one rupee as a tip, like the last time.
Jimmy: He asked for it! I was deliberately trying to insult him after such poor service!
Robin: I thought we were never going to eat here after that incident…
Me: Sshhh… here he comes.

Lunch is served. Waiter’s face is impassive. Hard to make out if he remembers about last time.

Me: You know, Jimmy – that guy probably sneezed on your food. Heh.
Jimmy: Please, just eat and dont talk nonsense.
Robin: (Laughs) Hey, he forgot to serve the salad.
Jimmy: Waiter! Bring some nimbu-simbu over here??
Me: Yeah, he’ll probably pick up some Simbu from the kitchen and serve that to you.

Bill time. We hurriedly exit towards the counter in order to avoid the waiter and to pay the bill directly.

Robin: I’ll pay the bill today ok. Jimmy, you can pay tomorrow.
Jimmy: Whatever.
Me: How come???
Robin: Sshhh… the guy at the counter thought we ate only one fried fish each instead of two. Bill’s only 140 bucks. Lets get the hell out of here.

Its not my turn

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My typical lunch break includes a short drive to the nearby food stalls along with three other colleagues who are also my good friends and lunch-mates. Recently, we made a pact that one person can foot the bill and this cycle is to be repeated for the rest of the members of the group. While it sounded ideal in the beginning, (I thought getting three free lunches was a pretty good idea) we soon realized that this practice does not bode well for the universal financial slump at the fag end of the month.

Also, I have noticed that we’ve started eating at cheap, unclean dhabas more frequently in an effort from certain parties to save money; while maintaining all the time that this place has the best food indeed:D So it was that one of my friend in the group has finally suggested making a table and entering names in a periodic manner because too many people have started saying Its not my turn today! (I myself recall saying these words too many times to count by now) We are still wondering how to solve this particular problem…

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