Kabab mein Ungli

The world is full of weirdos, and I am one of them. A very recent incident made me realize that little occurrences can change your perspective.

I had been busy the whole day and decided to relax myself in the best possible way. Tandoori chicken!! I don't generally like eating alone but on this particular occasion I decided that my body really needed this medicine. So I walked into Moti Mahal and ordered the same.

Just then a kid walked in with his parents and occupied a table not very far from my own. When I say kid I don't exactly mean a toddler.  He must be in class 6th or 7th. He flashed me a smile while taking his seat. Being the polite and affable person that I am, I returned the smile. I am not used to sitting alone waiting for food, so I decided to listen to some music to pass time. I didn't notice this for a while, but the kid was staring at me continuously. I ignored it and focused on the melodious voice of Kishoreda. Every time I turned I saw the kid with a curious look on his face staring at me. His parents were discussing something which obviously didn't interest him much.

After a while I saw the waiter approaching with the delicious looking tandoori. Naturally my eyes lit up, and my stomach gave a little growl in anticipation. The wait had acted as fuel to the fire. To my astonishment the waiter stopped at the kid's table and served the tandoori to him. To add insult to my agony the stupid kid flashed me a triumphant smile and licked his lips. Yes the brat actually licked his lips!! No decent kid does that. I felt a pang of jealousy. I called the waiter and asked him harshly about my order. He said it would take 5-10 minutes more. I felt like strangling him!! I mean I was the one who ordered first, I was the one who was patiently waiting for it instead of staring at others. I looked at the kid and there he was gobbling at the tandoori. Wicked kid!!

This was the precise moment when I realized I hate kids! Especially the ones who go about irritating friendly strangers. And the ones who gobble tasty food without even appreciating it. And then the Tandoori was served. The smell of it subsided my anger. It looked very very delicious! I looked at the kid who was eyeing at my tandoori now. I gave him one of those "murderous" looks described in The Godfather. The kid gave me an amused look. I ignored it and focused on the culinary delight resting at my table. I had only finished half of it when the kid and his family got up, paid the bill and made way towards the gate. Suddenly the kid turned and gave me the finger! Can you imagine, the kid gave ME the finger!! I wish he gets thrashed by his teachers at his school everyday, even get thrown out of school. What a jerk!!!

Moral of the story: Never return a smile unless its to a girl. Don't go to restaurant alone, and if you do please don't look around. Last and MOST important: Never give the finger to a stranger. It infuriates them. I have been guilty of the last on quite a few occasions and I found it quite funny. People giving you those angry looks. Recently my views have changed.

PS: I think  "Kabab mein Ungli" sounds better though it should be "Tandoori mein Ungli"