Dinner

Let me create an imagery. 

After a hard day you return to home. Tired. Thirsty. Hungry. Frustrated. It happens right ! Yes of-course it happens and it happens pretty often - after all you are a human being. Come on. Don't feel shy. We are all on the same boat. Okay. So where were we ! Yeah, you are hungry. Leave apart all other stuff as they can be handled. Open the fridge, take out the bottle, pour the chilled water into the tumbler and go sit on the swing at your exclusive terrace in the pent house at the 30 th floor - what ! You want to go further up ! Okay imagine whatever floor you want to be. For me you are sitting on the swing and sipping from your tumbler and trying to cool down by forgiving and forgetting all the buffoons on the road today who overtook you so closely - my god, your new Q3 ! Thankfully safe - no scratch, but it could be - yeah yeah anything could be. Again you relax, your eye lids are becoming heavy. You come back to your conscious by the mild voice of your cook - he asks you, sir, what would you like to have for dinner ! You, half asleep, half awake, want to speak but can not speak, want to gather some energy but still feel lazy, somehow open the mouth and tell - something in rice item. Your decent cook goes back to kitchen and you pull your body to the jacuzzi. All the jet nozzles spray enough water on your body to rejuvenate you for the rest of the evening and make you ready for the dinner. You are whistling. Haha, you are feeling like a king. Finest linen clads you around and the sandal with small fine knobbies doing a gentle massage to your feet. Heavenly. French window is open. It may be a full moon night. The frangipanis are just good enough for the aura. What else do you want from life ! Oh yeah you are hungry. You call your cook to check out the dinner status. And you learn that its on the way to your dining table and its good to serve. You sit on your favourite chair - lovely arm rest with silk wrapped foam, jute stripes at the back rest frame with a gentle rigidity just fine with your back, the thigh support is so nicely chamfered that every time you sit on it, you just cant resist to praise the craftsman who crafted it for you years back. The table top is a chosen cross section of a teak with a perfect bull nosed edge and polished which you love to feel every time ! Cool, you have changed the runner to a lovely colour - 'nil pari'. You are poised for your dinner - isn't it ! Yes. Here you go baby. Your cook brings the hot, just taken out from the dish washer, white chinaware plate with a set of brass cutlery which has a very nice polka dot design towards the end. You are still murmuring some tune - may be the alap of that bhim-palashi you heard today by Kumar Gandharv. Whatever. Your dinner has arrived. You like to be served, he knows. He is on the job. Your age old cook, he is good at serving without messing up the silk runner, he serves the menu quite efficiently. No exception today. You are still excited about the item which you are going to see after a long time on your plate, which has motivated you since you came home and pulled yourself to freshen up and waited to have your favourite home made Biriyani - yes you were dreaming about it all these while and now its time ! Your eyes are restless to see it. Your sensation of hunger has gone to the extreme octave. And then, only then, my dear friend, you get to see a nice steaming whitish Prawn Pulao is being served on to your plate. Your eyes are still. Your mouth is half open and trying to find few words. Do you want to ask something ! I guess so. Please carry on. With a nearly explosive mind, you control yourself with a couple of sip of water and become unusually soft and ask him - did I tell you to make this ! He is even more polite than you at the moment and you get a very composed answer almost immediately from him - sir, you wished to have something in rice item, so I thought this would be a good choice. Should I put some more on your plate, sir ! You were trying to forgive and forget everything for the day just a while ago - right ! Please go ahead and do that for the last time for the day and you will be done. You just cant help it at the moment. You dreamt of biriyani but you got prawn pulao ! It happens. Please have something, you are hungry. Anyway this is also home made and I'm sure you will like it. See, tomorrow morning you will feel good about it, at least, if not now. Because you are not in a mood to understand now, that what mistake you have done. Oh, you want to know now only ! Okay, since you are insisting, let me tell you. Look, your cook is good but not intelligent enough to dive into your world of dream and understand what do you wish to eat for the moment - so, please be explicit when you are talking to your cook otherwise your dream may remain like dreams only !

You can mess up your communication with anybody but not with your cook.