After a hectic session of work, i with my collegue buddies decided to go to one of the places i always wanted to go to - khaja time restaurant. The weather was quite lazy however we have 2 bikes and a total of 4 stomachs so we went.
As soon as we reached there, one of my collegue (lets call him P) was skeptical. He said that the place seems quite small, n we drove all the way to reach here. Ok not just skeptical but dissapointed as well. I myself grew unsure, i only heard about this place. Anyho we parjed our bikes n went it. The place was something unexpected. Though its main face was clumsy, as soon as we reached in. It was really spacious. We found a table in the corner and parked ourselves. Me n P setting up our helmets asside.
The restaurant had this peaceful ambience, with wall paintings on the side. A peache flag all over the roof. It was quite a view. Then i exclaimed my friends there is smth special abt this place have u noticed... they were oblivious... mabe their brain stoped working from hunger similar as mine. Then came one of the waiter handed us the menu. I gestured for another menu as well. They were quite numb, the surprise is that all the waiters there ca not speak and hear. So we have to order using signs. We need to show the food from the menu and they write it down in a piece of paper an show us to confirm it. Its a different way of communication, atleast for me. I and i think i speak for whole of my crew felt a sense of inspiration. People in such situation are willing to do what they can to earn a living.
Just the love for the life that they have inspires me, suggests me that i should love my life similar to these ladies. So we put out the order and continued with our philosophy of life n work n how we are trapped in this cycle of modernday slavery. Then again i cannot help myself but notice that one of the waiters is looking around, initially i recon mabe she is looking for something. But as i came to understand she is looking for any gestures that customers make. Cz she cannot listen to people calling. That scene made me feel smth different. Something i cant explain right now.
I felt pity for her infact for all the stafs there, not for the difficulties they face in normal life but, things they never will enjoy. Like there was this beautiful music in the background. We were infact talking about the music, however i was looking at my plate and thinking, how could someone not hear a music, i feel like these ladies are missing out on so much. Then again i realize who am i to judge, mabe they have different kind of music. They have their own world and this restaurant is bridging them to ours. I felt this sensation of love n connection with them.
I zone out and think, mabe this is not a curse but a bleshing... mabe they are more focused in life without all this noise in life. Mabe they understand facial expressions more and the motion of the body more cz of this situation they are in.
We had out khaja in our khaja time. As we left the restaurant, 2 ladies standing on the way letting us a passage smiled. I felt their smile genuene, n i kind of fell in love with their kind of happiness. I wish i could feel know how they take on the daily chores of life. Mabe i will learn a sign language and befriend one of them. :)
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