Today is seventh and final day of Write Tribe Festival of Words#6. Today’s prompt : If we were having coffee…This is not a typical fiction with a proper beginning, middle and end but just a conversation. The author in me was sitting in the corner of the coffee shop with my laptop breaking my head trying to write something on today’s given prompt and then probably I overheard this conversation or perhaps imagined. I hope my readers enjoy this as much as I loved writing this. Thanks to all of you for visiting, liking and commenting on my posts during WTFOW#6. Hope to see you all again soon. Do keep visiting, we have now formed a bonding.
She: What would you have?
He: Filter coffee.
She: Why do you always have filter coffee? At home also you drink the same.
He: Yes, because I am a South Indian. I love my filter coffee.
She: How boring.
He: What would you have?
She: Darjeeling tea, without milk and sugar.
He: Exclude tea leaves also (laughs).
She: Very funny! (Makes face).
He: How do you drink this tasteless tea?
She: Exactly the same way how you drink your filter coffee (laughs). I love the flavour of Darjeeling tea. Milk spoils the flavour and sugar increases calories. So, I prefer it without sugar and milk. And it is not at all tasteless. (smiles)
He: Understood! But what is so special about its flavour. It seems like normal tea.
She: Only a Bong, like me, can appreciate Darjeeling tea not a filter coffee drinking South Indian (giggles).
He: That was racist.
She: I don’t care (shrugs her shoulders with a grin on her face).
He: What should I order for breakfast?
She: Who is going to pay the bills today? You or me?
He: You (laughs) I only have thirty rupees in my pocket. Oops!! I spent Rs 10/ on tea. So I have only twenty rupees left and I need Rs 18 for my auto fare. So, that leaves me with two rupees.
She: (Rolls her eyes) you are such a miser!! How many Swiss Bank accounts do you have?
He: I am not miser but when I am with a rich lady like you then who bothers to pay the bills.
She: Me and rich?? I am not even working. You call a jobless woman rich?
He: You are married to a business tycoon (His eyes twinkle while saying this).
She: He is no tycoon-shycoon, and even if he was that doesn’t make a difference. That is his money not mine. (There is suddenly sadness in her face)
He: (Tries to divert the topic) Okay, so let’s order English breakfast.
She: They serve bacon and beef sausages in English breakfast. I cannot eat beef and you cannot eat pork, so what’s the point ordering.
He: Never mind, you eat the bacon from my plate and I will eat the sausages from yours.
I am taking part in Write Tribe Festival of Words #6 #writingbravely.