At one of those new age coffee shops(Italian SPA if I may add). A table outside. The boy, his mother, his sister, his brother and maybe his father too. The other side a girl, nervous and apprehensive, her father by her side. The sister makes conversation with the girl. The sister is all smiles, she tries to make the girl comfortable. The boy from the other side adds a few words. Parents seem to talk by themselves. The brother heads to order something at the self serve counter.
A pause for sometime, where we immerse ourselves over laughter and self made scrabble rules. A quick trip to a hindi short story read way back in tenth standard.
Back to the table. The crowd seems to have thinned down to different parts of the coffee shop now. The boy and girl are alone in the table. Intermittent and halting conversation is on. The guy seems to be initiating them. The two of you smile across each other.
Indeed a lot can happen over coffee.
PS: Its bad manners to listen to others’ conversations or gawk at people across coffee tables.
