ANNA'S CHAI
10th August
At Anna's Chai, 9:30 am
Anna's Chai was a medium sized tea stall owned by Selvamuthu, a tamil man. The real name of the show is Anita's Tea stall but, since Selvamuthu is from Tamil Nadu, the local people started calling him 'Anna. ' And that's how 'Anita' s Tea Stall' became 'Anna' s Chai'.
The shop had was located on the end of the street. It has one room which is divided into two, using curtains. The walls of the hotel were painted yellow with orange flowers on the bottom. It had a long table near the left wall and three small tables near the right.
Sharun was sitting on the last table on the right. There was a marathi news paper kept on the table.
'Anna! Times ellaya ?' asked Sharun, waving his hand at Selva.
[meaning :- Anna! Don't you have the 'Times' newspaper?]
'Times Ali sirkitte errke, ' replied Selva,who was busy serving tea to the customers.
[meaning :- It's with Ali sir]
'Ali ennge eerrkeya!?' asked Sharun
[meaning :- Is Ali here?]
Ali Azar Ibrahim came from behind and kept the Times newspaper on the table.
'How are you?' asked Sharun
'Well... I'm still alive and happy.' replied Ali, who pulled out a chair and sat on it.
Ali looked at Anna.
'Anna. Ithe donn chai dena.' said Ali.
[meaning :- Anna. Two tea here.]
Sharun laughs.
'What? I'm still learning, okay.' said Ali by hitting Sharun with the newspaper.
'Still trying your best ?' asked Sharun.
Selva came to their table and kept two glasses of tea on their table. He went back to the billing counter.
'Can't give up that easily on her. ' said Ali, by moving a glass to his side.
Ali cont'd 'Riya is... She is amazing. I don't even know how to express how much I love her.'
'Yeah.' replied Sharun.
Sharun took the newspaper and opened the sports page.
'How is she?' asked Ali.
Ali waited for few seconds but, Sharun didn't responded. So, he tapped on Sharun's hand.
'How is Ahwana?' Ali asked again.
Sharun folds the newspaper.
'She's great. Doing good.... She's getting married tomorrow.' said Sharun, by trying to keep his smile.
'Why? What happened?' asked Ali, who was feeling sad for Sharun.
'Well... She's right. She knows what I am and what I do. And, being with me, puts her life in danger.' said Sharun, who was smiling with tears filled in his eyes.
Sharun cont'd 'No one wants a life like Oliver and Rachel.'
Sharun laughs.
'I'm sorry, ' Ali apologized.
Sharun exhales.
'So, how's Mr. Patel doing?' asked Sharun.
'He want everyone dead, ' replied Ali.
'Yeah, we can't blame him. At the age of eighty, he still wants to rule India for another ten years, ' said Sharun.
Both laughs and leaves the hotel.
They left the hotel without drinking the tea. Milk-skin was formed over those ice cold tea. There was water spilled on their table. The marathi newspaper was lying on the floor.
The Local Library, 11:30 am
Ali was reading a Marathi-English dictionary when Riya walked into the Library. Riya was wearing a blue and white churidhar, with flat heal sandals. When Ali saw Riya coming towards him, he closed the dictionary and kept it in the top shelf, the english poems section.
'Kashi aahes tu?' asked Ali with a big smile on his face.
[meaning :- How are you?]
'Bharhu.' replied Riya
Riya cont'd 'Tumhi ithe library madhe kay kartos? Tumhala reading aavdat nahi na?'
[meaning :- What are you doing in this library? You have reading, right?]
Ali thinks for few seconds.
'Ugh. That's the end of my marathi, ' replied Ali.
'Yeah, you should probably give up, ' Riya laughed.
'Are you taking another book?' asked Ali, by pointing at the shelf behind him.
'No. I'm looking for some poetries, ' replied Riya.
Riya searches for the book on the top shelf and takes out a brown covered ugly looking book. It was the Marathi-English dictionary.
'How can they be so careless? How can they keep this dictionary in thepoem' s section ? ' said Riya.
Riya was continously fussing about the carelessness librarian. So, Ali asked her out for a coffee and she agreed. Riya took a small book titled 'Room in somebody's heart' from the library and went with Ali for a coffee.
At Anna's Chai, 9:30 am
Anna's Chai was a medium sized tea stall owned by Selvamuthu, a tamil man. The real name of the show is Anita's Tea stall but, since Selvamuthu is from Tamil Nadu, the local people started calling him 'Anna. ' And that's how 'Anita' s Tea Stall' became 'Anna' s Chai'.
The shop had was located on the end of the street. It has one room which is divided into two, using curtains. The walls of the hotel were painted yellow with orange flowers on the bottom. It had a long table near the left wall and three small tables near the right.
Sharun was sitting on the last table on the right. There was a marathi news paper kept on the table.
'Anna! Times ellaya ?' asked Sharun, waving his hand at Selva.
[meaning :- Anna! Don't you have the 'Times' newspaper?]
'Times Ali sirkitte errke, ' replied Selva,who was busy serving tea to the customers.
[meaning :- It's with Ali sir]
'Ali ennge eerrkeya!?' asked Sharun
[meaning :- Is Ali here?]
Ali Azar Ibrahim came from behind and kept the Times newspaper on the table.
'How are you?' asked Sharun
'Well... I'm still alive and happy.' replied Ali, who pulled out a chair and sat on it.
Ali looked at Anna.
'Anna. Ithe donn chai dena.' said Ali.
[meaning :- Anna. Two tea here.]
Sharun laughs.
'What? I'm still learning, okay.' said Ali by hitting Sharun with the newspaper.
'Still trying your best ?' asked Sharun.
Selva came to their table and kept two glasses of tea on their table. He went back to the billing counter.
'Can't give up that easily on her. ' said Ali, by moving a glass to his side.
Ali cont'd 'Riya is... She is amazing. I don't even know how to express how much I love her.'
'Yeah.' replied Sharun.
Sharun took the newspaper and opened the sports page.
'How is she?' asked Ali.
Ali waited for few seconds but, Sharun didn't responded. So, he tapped on Sharun's hand.
'How is Ahwana?' Ali asked again.
Sharun folds the newspaper.
'She's great. Doing good.... She's getting married tomorrow.' said Sharun, by trying to keep his smile.
'Why? What happened?' asked Ali, who was feeling sad for Sharun.
'Well... She's right. She knows what I am and what I do. And, being with me, puts her life in danger.' said Sharun, who was smiling with tears filled in his eyes.
Sharun cont'd 'No one wants a life like Oliver and Rachel.'
Sharun laughs.
'I'm sorry, ' Ali apologized.
Sharun exhales.
'So, how's Mr. Patel doing?' asked Sharun.
'He want everyone dead, ' replied Ali.
'Yeah, we can't blame him. At the age of eighty, he still wants to rule India for another ten years, ' said Sharun.
Both laughs and leaves the hotel.
They left the hotel without drinking the tea. Milk-skin was formed over those ice cold tea. There was water spilled on their table. The marathi newspaper was lying on the floor.
The Local Library, 11:30 am
Ali was reading a Marathi-English dictionary when Riya walked into the Library. Riya was wearing a blue and white churidhar, with flat heal sandals. When Ali saw Riya coming towards him, he closed the dictionary and kept it in the top shelf, the english poems section.
'Kashi aahes tu?' asked Ali with a big smile on his face.
[meaning :- How are you?]
'Bharhu.' replied Riya
Riya cont'd 'Tumhi ithe library madhe kay kartos? Tumhala reading aavdat nahi na?'
[meaning :- What are you doing in this library? You have reading, right?]
Ali thinks for few seconds.
'Ugh. That's the end of my marathi, ' replied Ali.
'Yeah, you should probably give up, ' Riya laughed.
'Are you taking another book?' asked Ali, by pointing at the shelf behind him.
'No. I'm looking for some poetries, ' replied Riya.
Riya searches for the book on the top shelf and takes out a brown covered ugly looking book. It was the Marathi-English dictionary.
'How can they be so careless? How can they keep this dictionary in thepoem' s section ? ' said Riya.
Riya was continously fussing about the carelessness librarian. So, Ali asked her out for a coffee and she agreed. Riya took a small book titled 'Room in somebody's heart' from the library and went with Ali for a coffee.
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