Happiness is having delicious food at humble places.
Was out on an errand the whole morning. It was almost 3pm before I could think of having lunch. I walked through a dirt road thinking about what I could eat. Should I enter a pizzeria or should I enter a Subway, a south Indian restaurant or maybe Chinese? I had seen these eateries earlier from an auto-rickshaw when I had passed through this route and had made a mental note of it.
After finishing my errand, I started to walk in that direction when I sighted a humble Lunch home. I peeped in and saw few people seated on wooden benches having meal of Indian platter. The fragrance of food was over powering. I could not stop myself from walking in and having an ordinary food of just peas potatoes and Indian roti.
It tasted yummicious, I didn’t care about hygiene issues for once.
I am glad I didn’t.