Love at first bite.



So Mohit landed up at Dave’s Deli again. He and his friends had been regular there, so much so that they knew each and every server by his/her name.

It was 9:00 pm.He sat at one of his favorite spots, the 2 sitter table with the amazing view of the garden in front of the café.  Vishnu usually came to take his order.

“Hello Sir” said an unfamiliar voice. “Menu.” She said with a smile, and placed the menu card on the table.

Being a frequent visitor he had never seen that girl here before.

“New here?” he asked curiously.

“I’m sorry sir?” she said puzzled.

“Yea I’m assuming you’re new here. Given you gave me the menu card. I always have Italian on Wednesdays. And always order Bruscheta and Lasagna with white sauce- I forgot it’s name, whatever it was” he said irritated.

He was pissed off after the heated argument he had with his boss, that evening.  When all his week’s hard work went unacknowledged by the boss who scolded him for a tiny mistake.

Instead of apologizing for not knowing her regular client she said “Same thing every week?”

“Yes. Is there are a problem?” Mohit asked still irritated.

“No sir, but I’d recommend…”

“Did I ask what you would?”

“No sir.” She said like a kid whose candy had been snatched from his hand.

Then mohit remembered how he was pissed from his boss and he was kind of doing the same thing.

“I’ll get your order sir” she said. All the excitement in her voice had vanished away.

“Wait” he said.

“What were you recommending?”

Her face lit up again. It was not until then had Mohit seen her properly.

She was dressed like most waiters, yet she looked different and was really beautiful, he never thought of others girls as equally pretty, ok maybe he did. But she was too pretty to be a waitress.

“Crostini Della Casa and Agilo olio peperonica?” she asked.

“Surprise me!”Mohit said with a smirk.

She smiled and left.

While she left, all he could think of was how pretty she was, which was unusual given all he usually would think of his ‘How delicious his pasta/lasagna would be?’

Being the foodie he always was, everything came secondary to him, sometimes even girls.

But this was something different. And unexpected to him.

All he was waiting was for her to return so he could have a look at her once again.

Every time the kitchen door would open, he was hoping it was her.

Finally she arrived, with the recommended food. And placed the order on the table.

“Enjoy the meal sir.” She said after she had served the food.  He was busy checking her out while served.

“Thank you.” He smiled.

The food was well plated, and looked delicious. As soon as he took the first bite.

He felt as if that was the most heavenly ting he ever had. It was incredible. The pasta was amazing- tender and delicious, seasoned delicately and perfectly accompanied by the sauce. The bread on the other hand was perfectly crisp and scrumptious. With every bite he had, he longed for more.

Not for a second had he thought of or looked for the waitress again.

He knew he was in love, yet again.

Of course, with the food.


-The LazyyBlogger


The cafe.

Rhea was the last one to arrive; her friends were sitting at the usual place.

“So, for a change I’ll scold her for being late” Amey laughed. Rhea never left a chance to shout at anyone who was late, she had always hated it.

“Oh come on, she’s always on time. Once a while someone can be a bit late.” Sanchi said defending her best friend.

“But it’s half an  hour since we are waiting, and she isn’t picking up her phone also.” Rahul was worried “She never ignores anyone of our calls.”

“She must be driving. Give it a rest you guys! So, who else will share the Oreo shake with me?” asked Vikram at his hungry best.

“What’s the point? You’ll end up drinking the whole of it anyways!” mentioned Sanchi. Everyone ended up laughing.


“Sorry sorry sorry” Rhea had finally reached. “I completely forgot and ..” she stopped talking mid way to have a glimpse of the lady who was sitting adjacent.  She found it unusual the way she was looking at all of them.

“What’s up with her?” she asked in a low tone.

It wasn’t until she pointed out that anyone had made a note of her presence.

“She looks like the mystery lady in the movies, who turn out to be a ghosts at the end.” Vik said.

“Shut up Vik! Stop dragging horror movies into everything.” Malvika said, she had always been terrified of such movies.

“What if she is?  ”

“But she’s not. Chuck her. What’s for snacks ? ” Malvika said.

Everyone got back to ordering and gossiping.

An hour or so later, they called for the bill.

“Vik you better contribute this time. Kanjoos!” Rhea said.

“Vey, I always pay..But today Rahul will pay my share” Vik said and turned to Rahul.

“Please dude! ” he told Rahul.

“I pay all the time like my dad’s a freaking Ambani” Rahul was crisp in replying.

Just when the two were arguing the waiter came, but surprisingly not with the bill.

It was a letter.

Sanchi took it and read. (It read something like)

 Dear kids,

It was so pleasing to see you all sitting together and having fun. Fighting and gossiping. It reminded me of my son.

I lost him 3 years ago in a crash. If he were alive, I’m sure he would have been around your age and probably enjoying too.

I just payed your bill thinking I would have given him money, if he wanted to go out with friends.

Lots of Love.

All of them were left stumped.

Highway- Movie Review


Ok, so reviews aren’t really my thing, but after such a long time I saw a movie that not only made me cry but I also felt that even the most heartless of people may actually have a story to tell. So here it is.

I don’t really know if I would call it a review or what. But go ahead, have a look; i’m warning you there might be spoilers.

The movie is not your typical bollywood masala movie and for a change I’m glad it isn’t.

The movie begins with Veera’s sneaky night drive with her fiance, which ends up in her being abducted by a group of goons at a petrol pump.The group headed by Mahavir Bhatti (Randeep Hooda). They take Veera to their “aada” where they come to know that she is a daughter of an influential businessman. When everyone decides to back off given her father’s reach, Mahavir is adamant about his decision of demanding ransom in lieu of releasing Veera. They carry on their journey to Ajmer hoping someone would help them get her video/ photos taken so that they could send it to her parents. But, in vain. The same night Veera, seeing no one around decides to run away, only to be seen by Mahavir who asks her to run away if she could. She’s trys but in vain. She returns back eventually. Soon she starts feeling a sense of independence in captivity.


Later on, it’s their individual trauma of the past that brings these two absolutely different kinds of people together. Where Veera was a victim of child molestation, Mahavir had seen his father sell his mother each night.

Next what begins in an endless journey to nowhere.


“Jahan se tum mujhe laye ho, mein wahan wapas nahi jaana chahti.

 Jahan bhi le ja rahe ho, wahan pahunchna nahi chahti.

 Par yeh raasta, yeh bahut accha hai.

 Mein chahti hoon ki yeh raasta kabhi khatam na ho.”

She feels like she finally found her solace. When they find a perfect house in between mountains. (Next what happened is what will make you cry to bits.) The police somehow finds out their location and they had surrounded the house and Mahavir is shot at sight. Crashing Veera to pieces.

After Mahavir’s death, Veera is brought back to Delhi. Where she finally breaks her silence regarding her past trauma in front of everyone else.

The film ends with Veera returning to the mountains, working for her factory with female employees (referring to Mahvir’s helplessness about her mother’s situation?)

Still wondering why should watch this film?

Go watch it for excellent cinematography, the serene landscapes of this beautiful country; India. Watch it for Alia-Randeep’s amazingly believable performance and for Imitiaz Ali and A R Rahman’s sheer brilliance and the reason they are known as geniuses.

It’s intoxicating, overwhelmingly & heartwarming.

– The Lazyy Blogger

If Only


After snoozing my alarm for which I thought was the second time, I check the time. 9:00. I was late. Late for the meeting at 10:00, and I had to travel for half an hour. If only mom was home I thought. So, I quickly grab the only ironed shirt in the wardrobe. And yesterday’s trousers hanging in the bathroom peg. If only had I skipped yesterday’s match. If only I had woken up early. If only there’s not much traffic on the way.  If only. I look at the watch again, 9:10.’I should really get going to the station’, I thought. Took my file and left. A small run, a turn here and a dodge here, avoiding any crash I moved forward in a hurry. But *crash* and I bumped into someone. All the papers on the floor

Great” I said.

I hastily drop to my knees and pick up every sheet while breathing, “Shit” multiple times. I notice that the girl who bumped me is helping in picking up the papers. Looked at my watch again.

9:25. “Need to rush.”  I reminded myself.

“Thanks” I said to the girl who helped.

But as soon as I saw her face, I almost dropped the file again.
I was stumped.


All the memories came rushing to me.
All the words.
All the promises.
All the lost love.

The conversation played in his mind.

“I’ll always be there for you Rhea, no matter what.”

I couldn’t believe that I was really looking at her right now. It seemed too good to be true. Five years had passed. And after that long time, here we were again, looking at each other, observing if this is really true.

“Hi Arun, nice to see you” she said.
“Good to see you too” I replied, still recovering from the shock.

I can sense the awkwardness the situation has formed. What had ended on a bitter note, had led to this.
My phone rings. I ignore it.

“Long time, how have you been?” She asked, I could still feel the agony of the past in her voice.
“ I’ve been alright.” I was still lost for words.
My phone’s starts ringing but I don’t respond to it.
“Looks like you’re still busy” she smiled. That wasn’t the first time she said that. Just in a different manner this time along.

My phone starts ringing. I pick it up. It’s from the office.
“I’m on my way. Just 10 more minutes.” I say.
Call ends.

“Rhea, it was really nice running into you, it’s just that I have a really important meeting right now. So..umm.. can we catch up sometime later?” I asked, not knowing what to accept as an answer.

“It’s alright Arun. Maybe some other time, when we accidently bump into each other again.” She said. Smiled me a goodbye, and left.

I left too. Thinking, “If only things had been different.”

– The Lazyy Blogger.