Saturday mornings are the best. After a quick meditation session, I went to a new mess today. I think I mentioned this earlier, but the best thing I like about mess (small restaurants that serve food) here is after you finish eating, you clean after yourselves. Typically, we eat in a banana leaf and at the end of your meal,you trash the leaf in the dustbin full of used banana leaves.
There are certain affluent places where the waiters trash your banana leaves for you, but I prefer abstaining myself from such affluence. Its the simple things in life that keep you humble and grateful.
Breakfast was two Dosai, as usual. At the billing counter, I told the cashier that I had two Dosai and handed her 30 rupees – the standard cost price of two Dosai in this locality. To my surprise, this mess only charges 20 rupees for 2 Dosai and boy do they taste good!
I think I have found my soul mess.
Coincidentally, the mess I had breakfast today is called Apple Mess.
Like Adam and Eve found an apple in the garden of Eden, I have found Apple mess in the garden of messes. Yes, the word messes sounds wrong but I am still using it. This is how humans evolved from Shakespearean English to modern English. I am just another measly catalyst for the future development of this young language.
I then bought a dozen bananas from the general store right opposite Apple mess. The lady is a kind hearted, environment friendly lady who recently started using cloth bags instead of plastic! I asked her why she switched back to plastic. Sadly, her pockets are shallow and cloth bags burn a hole through them.
Her answer was one of sadness and thought. She said how plastic bags are way cheaper than cloth bags. Also, no neighboring shops have adopted cloth bags. People do not understand the impact of plastic to the environment. She is a businesswoman and has an inventory to maintain. Only if someone did something about this. Ironical, isn’t it?
These are the bananas I bought. They might look less because I ate 3 already.
There are two old friendly ladies who do the cleaning and mopping of our rooms every other day. I have known them for quite some time now. While I was parking my cycle in the hostel, they asked me how much did I buy the bananas for. I said 60 rupees for a dozen. They were astonished. They said that those bananas were easily 1.5 kilos and the bananas they buy are usually 50 rupees a kilo. They were impressed by my bargaining skills. I confessed that I bought the bananas from the kind hearted, environment friendly lady down the street. They continued their discussion in a language which is a mix of Kannada and Tamil, of which I understand bits and pieces.
They were saying something along the lines of, “We must try this grocery store and see what this kind hearted, environment friendly lady has to offer.” I offered them to weigh the banana bunch and they were happy that these fruits were ripe and heavy. One of the old ladies said to me, “Eat two bananas every day Thambi*. Don’t keep them for long or else they will perish.” This reminded me of my grandmother.
I assured them that I will eat those bananas religiously, smiled and walked up to my room.
This was the first time I was recommending a grocery store to someone a lot elder than me. Such an eventful and jolly good morning today was. 🙂
*Thambi – Thambi is a Tamil word of affection for younger brothers. I mention affection because, it can be used by everyone. Mothers call their kids Thambi, Uncles call their nephews Thambi. You are almost always a Thambi to anyone who is elder to you. (only if you are guy)
I once had this discussion with a friend on how Thangachi (Tamil for younger sister) is not used as liberally as Thambi. We still don’t know why. If you do, please let us know. 🙂
Update – Pointed out by a friend — Akka is more liberally used than Thambi. 🙂