Love Sundae

For the last one hour I was busy writing the post for today and when I finished it whoosh my laptop died. Let alone recovering the data it was difficult to even start the computer.

Whatever I wrote was still fresh in mind but to reproduce it with the same expressions is challenging. So I began with my Sunday morning.

From the lazy Sunday it turned into fast track active day. In the heat of after noon it was not a really pleasant experience to go for grocery shopping. There wasn’t any option so we had to go out and I think everybody who was doing the same sort of shopping wasn’t too thrilled about it either. After a delayed breakfast we had even delayed lunch-cum-supper-cum-dinner of the most tempting Pullao at 7. 30 pm but I must say the wait was worth every moment.

Yesterday evening went fairly well with a family dinner at our most beloved restaurant Salt n Pepper Village. Being a buffet eatery it requires proper strategic planning from its guests or else you would be left completely confused. So we had a plan to attack to most of the food items in a sequence.

Yet the highlight of our evening was a sweet elderly couple who sat right next to our table, they probably came to celebrate their wedding anniversary. For the sake of ease I would call them Uncle and Aunty for my post. So Aunty was attired in her fine dark maroon banarsi sari and Uncle was in a black suit.

She was all elegant and so shy that she was unable to even raise her eyes and Uncle was extremely nervous. It felt as if I am watching two teenagers aflutter and timid on their first date. Uncle being a thorough gentleman would not allow any discomfort to the lady and brought all the food for her. Initially they ate in one plate then for some reason they got separate plates but their discomfort and unhappiness to be separated like this was fairly evident.

All of us actually witnessed true love yesterday. Thanks to Bollywood we have a glamorous singing and dancing version of love in our psyches. However, after seeing that couple to share the same pure sentiments even after 30 or 40 years of marriage, Masha Allah, gives us new perspective. To be together for all those years, seeing ups and downs of life together and still holding on so beautifully is true love.

I wanted to have a picture with them but they were having dinner so it was not proper to disturb them.

Sonya. (Day 223)