Hey my beautiful people!
So this post is a regular or say an irregular event from my life. And I would really appreciate your help with this one. Nothing too big but it does make me feel uncomfortable now and sort of guilty 😐 :-|. Although my friends told me there is nothing to feel guilty about.
So the event – here it goes. It was just a regular day at office, however my friend didn’t show up. So I decided to grab some breakfast at my seat itself. And that some breakfast was 2 dal parathe (flatbread) made in ghee (clarified butter). Not many people sit beside me, it is more of an empty bay. So I just started relishing my dal paratha made in GHEE – sounds unhealthy but it was oh so soft and yum *slurp. And I was eating them after months. So yes, I deserved every single bite of it.
There is this guy, let’s call him Mr X who sits beside me. Well technically there is a glass separation between us, so not actually beside me. Apart from good morning and an occasional how are you?, we don’t share anything. And anything actually means nothing at all – no snack, no drink and no talks. So I was just feeling generous this time and offered him some. Mr X being a gentleman, politely refused. But I insisted and he said “okay, please first let me wash my hands” (I did call him a gentleman, didn’t I?). So anyway, he washed his hands, came back and took just one bite (with his hand of course) just to get over with it *I think. But I did feel that he wanted more of it. I know he stays away from home and I know how it feels like to have homemade food when you don’t have access to it daily. I used to stay in a hostel myself, during my school days. And whenever a student’s parents came, we had just one request – to get HOMEMADE FOOD. So yeah, let’s get back to the incident.
By then I had had just half of it, yet I still offered him some from my one and a half paratha and he was like – “What!!! all of it?”. I literally went in shock, was speechless and could just give a weird smile. I didn’t know what to say. Dude! That’s my breakfast you are talking about. My. Ghee. Parathas. which I have not had in months. How can you even think that someone will offer you his/her complete breakfast? And that too when nothing is available nearby. By the time I was arguing in my head and cursing myself of being overly generous, he already took ALL of it from my hand (not a gentleman anymore, or is he?). I was left sitting at my seat vexed, starving and paratha-less 😡 :-x.
I started exploring my options to get it back. YES! I did not leave it there. I had to get at least some of it back. I couldn’t stay hungry till lunch. I could have bought something but the canteen was no more open, so that option clearly went out of the window. I stopped pondering over it, got up from my seat and went to his, picked up the bigger piece (ahhh..Cheapness I tell you) and said – “Well I am taking this one”. Smiled *weirdly and marched off.
As I walked away, my inner voice was shouting “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! You did not just do that?” And as embarrassed as I was, I replied – “Yes, I just did it” *rolling eyes, ^chor face, gulping away my bigger piece. I sat at some other place, ate all of what was left. And now was the time to go back! back! back!
I would have just let it go had the canteen been open. Yes, honestly! I would have. I am so ashamed and I feel so guilty of taking it back. But that was my breakfast and didn’t ate anything since morning *sob sob. I don’t know how to go back, how to look him in the eye. I am just so embarrassed.
So please tell me what to say. Or do I even need to say anything. Should I just not look at him and get busy with my work? Because anyway we don’t talk, right? Should I ever offer him anything again? Will he take it or just mock me?
^ chor face – expression you give when you know you did something stupidly wrong and don’t want to admit it.
Hello my lovelies!
Quick update. I again got parathas(2) today and I asked him to have some (please don’t yell at me 😦 😦 ). I wanted closure, if you know what I mean.
He smiled jokingly and said “Aap kha lo, kum pad jaenge” (You eat or else you might fall short of them.)
I gave him “Dude! Seriously!” look, smiled and then gave him half paratha ON MY OWN (because this time I wasn’t going to leave any room for confusion). He ate, I ate.
And there goes my happily ever after closure incident.