The fast-Break-fast

Weekend 8 am I get a message from a very close friend: ‘breakfast 9-9.30?’
And I wake up with a smile. :) Get ready in a hurry, manage to look presentable… (unfortunately just presentable) get a ring from him at 9, saying he’ll pick me up in 20 minutes.
We go to bedekar misal, simply becoz vaishali bore hota, far vel thambava lagta. Far gardi aste… Bedekar is, apparently worse. They make you sit with 2 strangers across the table from you these days. It’s usually okay, if you are there ONLY for the misal. We were not… well, I was not. He did not seem to mind. So we chatted a lot (quite irrelevant, most of the stuff), unheeding the stares from across the table. Came home, and said bye. ..... Breakfast in 45 minutes. :) Best one ever.
-M