25 October 2008

Starvation by chance

7:32pm- Saturday night


I have that weird feeling in my stomach.....the one that indicates a void.....the sense of craving for something.............anything.....................before I lose the energy to get it myself...........I wan't food !!!

The Hall Nescafe guy is unwell......allergic cold i think. My selfishness makes me immune to his troubles. Can I get something from the tuck shop downstairs ?? Naa........I am too sick of the Hide and Seek, the Bingos, Merri?cake. I need something that fills me up. Some real carbs, roughage.
Got dressed up..........my wallet is heavy for a change- money shouldnt be an issue today.

8:01pm- Sahara Restaurant (take note of the irony :))
The order number is 72. I try to find a pattern in the food being brought out. 12, 43, 23, 21, 57....beats me ! I guess I could have asked for something simple and functional instead of the elaborate affair. How could I forget the first rule......lesser is faster....shucks !

9:50pm- the unnamed savior came with my lot. I couldn't identify half the things. Everything was luke warm and I didn't have the energy to complain.

I was just another victim of monopoly; but in this entire mess, there was something chillingly pleasant.
You can be the golf links, aviators sporting dude........or the person who prefers buying a new refil instead of a new ball point, you would have to wait for 2 hours to be served junk that saturday night :)

This place is a great leveller