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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