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2

The Great Indian Dhaba

she stopped right infront of this huge posh Cafe cum Diner........as they served lunch and dinner too, mainly Bengali and Punjabi cuisine. And here, they mean this was started by Mayur's mother but then Sanchi Bhal one of her mom's punjabi friend who invested some money later and they became joint venture.

Actually, Chef here is bengali as well, Ritwik Chakraborty from Kolkata was one of Mom's distant cousin, recently on leave,.....

We live together in the neighbourhood,.....her daughter Saanvi is a good friend of Ferdousi too, right now studying medicine. Her whole family is from Punjab and mine Bengali,

well half bengali/half american!

My mom is from Kolkata and Dad is American.
But who am i kidding, i was born right here, so i consider myself full American.

Recent because of some staff shortage and my mother’s insisting, I was here to help, I'm not a people’s person.....but somehow working here 3 days a week and bonding with people of your very own kind makes communication much easy,

Well that is until someone appeared at the front desk paying for his coffee, more like fidgeting, i tilted my head at him in question.....

''Umm...listen! I__i really like you'' that blond haired blue eyed slightly  handsome looking man--boy said smiling nervously

"Hmm..i like myself too" i said giving him the change back

''no no keep it....you wanna go out with me sometime ?....you know a full night of fun'' He asked suggestively

"Thanks but i think I'll pass" after politely declined i gave him his changes back.

It was one thing that this restaurant had strict policy of being professional and respectful....but for me it was more than just that.

His face changed expression....''girls like you should be on knees thanking us boys for even offering, not being choosy bitch'' He sneered.

That's it,....like i said a boy! hormonal, egoistical, arrogant boy who wouldn’t take no for an answer, one No, they shed their perfect gentlemanly skin like chameleon and their real faces comes out....

real and nasty!

he should be glad that i mustered the art of masking my emotions quite well and because of the large glass counter full of goodies so, no one could see my clenched fist.

"and Boys like you should not exist but then we can't have everything right! i guess both of our hopes are dashed" I said tilting my chin up.
"Now! you wouldn’t mind stepping aside, would you!....you are holding the line"

A snicker came from my left side.......it was my colleague, Sanchi bhal was looking at me proudly......respecting someone was one thing but putting up with someone's shit is a big NO!
''Don't ever come back here, boy'' She said on his way out

It's been 4 years since the cafe opened and got popularity in no time specially because of Sanchi aunty's connections. Sanchi bhal has lots of friends, Mom didn't even need to do any Publicity. Cafe opened, friends came, they liked it, their family came, that's how It's been going since then

Mainly i work 3 days in a publishing house......I'm here just to help.

so, after hours of multitasking, even cooking.....! Like i said before our Bengali chef is on leave and now we only had the punjabi one, i had to help in kitchen too...truned out I'm quite a good cook as well.
"Aunty, we really need to interview few people if we want run this place smoothly and call Ritwik ask when he's coming back....by everyone" I yelled before going

'Haanji! beta! By'

'By Mayu'

'By' A shout came in chorus

my work done for today.

Finally heading home.

"Mayu is that you ?"

"Yes, Ma i already ate at the dhaba" i unlock the main door..."good night" and shouted while going upstairs

now i can get some sleep as little as i can.....

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