Although my day was a chocolaty blend of cakes and ice creams, with some pasta and chicken fused in to neutralize the sweetness my taste buds had been accustomed to, I decided to give due recognition to the little hot and cold ‘Drinks’ I had during the day in the title for that was my theme of the day as per the februaryphotoadaychallenge taken up by me in the last post. Out of the enormous sea of pictures I took today, of drinks, chocolate-rich-delicacies-whose-names-I-can’t-recall and my friend who shall be referred to as ‘The Bear’ whenever he is mentioned, I have chosen the following one to precisely correspond the theme:
Moving on, the bear and me decided this sunny day of Delhi winters to spend some time together at Khan Market to gossip over the happenings in each others’ lives and stuff that is typically random and can’t be specifically called something. And for those who are wondering, its not me but his friends who call him ‘the bear’ from times before I met him and much before he inflated himself into a giant balloon. I just copied that into my post.
So we started the day at Barista where we alternated our seating between the terrace and the lounge because the sun wasn’t as pleasant as I had expected it to be. The fact that we were one of the first customers on that floor made the ambiance a little too quiet and unwelcoming for us to stay longer than our ‘Chocolate Tart scooped with Vanilla Ice cream’ lasted. Moreover, there was a restlessness within to explore the somber streets running through the market which were yet to fill up in the approaching afternoon.
We strolled for a while and the bear got himself a laptop bag. I stood by silently, counting the greys on his head, while he underwent the very critical selection process to ensure that the bag was just the right thing for the price he was to pay. I studied his scalp further to check for more signs of ageing.
Route 04 was our next destination where I did most of the photography along with some serious chatter about life in general and the bear’s occasional diversions to good looking girls around. The food was not breathtakingly wonderful but good. The best part about it was probably the conversation and that we sat under the scorching heat of the sun that secluded him from all the beauties of the world. My Idea. 🙂
Does he look disappointed?
Following the food, we decided to walk the streets, which were hustling by now, yet another time. We checked out various stores, met a friendly or rather an over friendly Sardarji salesman who awed us with his super cute tactics to lure us into buying stuff and eventually plodded to Choco La. The bear also bought me a gift after I almost wasted myself into performing the useless cost-benefit analysis and letting him buy me that. No, not from the Sardarji.
I liked this place more than Route04. It was soothing and just the perfect place to end the day with. I also learnt that Latte Americano is Black Coffee. No, I didn’t know that. So we just ordered a simple cappuccino and some dessert I dont remember that is sinfully yumm and served in a large glass shaped bowl. You have to scrape the chocolate that is deliberately spread onto the inner walls of the glass while collecting some gooey chocolate ice cream, that has a hundred other ingredients mixed in it, into the spoon before you take it into your mouth and slowly savour the taste.
Some more conversations followed and it was time to part. I was happy that we got a chance to spend such meaningful moments together even after we really decided to part ways. The reality being difficult to accept, I made the best efforts to save our friendship from the aftermath of our separation. I hope he feels alike.
The day closed with a very sober farewell. We enjoyed our time together and he told me that he found the same chirpiness in me that he used to in the early days of our acquaintance. For me, it was refreshing as always. I am always charged up for the coming days after seeing him and today was no different. 🙂
Thanks for the wonderful day!