A 3D model of a chillum (hookah) I made using Sketchup as tribute to those lovely moments |
Here’s
remembering the wonderful time I spent with Nawaab saheb at the sheesha-joint
in Salmiya, Kuwait. Oh… those heady days
of courtship (which, by the way, still continue over the phone) were moments we
both looked forward to with a heartfelt earnestness.
Also,
they were mostly the only times we met… once a week… times spent together in a
lovely restaurant with hardly anyone else around to bother us. The seating for
three next to the huge plate glass windows overlooking the parking lot (to keep
an eye on the Denali)… with two seats occupied by us and the third by my purse,
was the perfect place for a long undisturbed tête-à-tête. The place was perfect…
we had a good view of anyone who came in to the first floor by the lift and the
staircase and at the same time anyone invited to join us would spot us just as
easily the moment they came in. Also, there was a spare table and chairs
available for the times when friends were made privy to some of our meet-ups.
On Saturday
afternoons, when we usually met, the place was devoid of the noisy crowd that
would generally gather there in the evenings.
We would sit there for hours chatting up each other… talking of
anecdotal titbits of our lives, arguing about ideological differences, if any…
or just discussing all matters from the mundane to the metaphysical! All this
would be accompanied with the most delicious plate of Spicy Potato and soft khuboos
(an Arabic bread). It was also
here that I had my first experience of smoking a sheesha / chillum… the taste wasn’t bad and the fruity fragrance of
lemon and mint was quite a thrill. Though, it did make me light headed soon.
What
actually made the experience worthy of being cherished forever was of course,
the stimulating company of Nawaab saheb… the light-hearted banter, the at times
serious introspection on more important issues, the naughty flirting over
drinks, the exchange of updates about the week gone by… Yes, those were heady
days indeed!
Sigh...
ReplyDeleteGood days.
Ab na rahe woh peene waale, ab na rahi woh madhushaala.
Wonderful memories... words can never describe them. They are now the hands that pull me through my life.
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