One sunny winter morning, we set to explore the Kolkata suburbs. Err well actually, the boys were on the lookout for a suitable place to reconnect minus the usual noise of their own ‘inhibitory’ pathways. And I, being blessed with no such inhibitions, tagged along for some possible photo ops. And voila there unfolded right before my phone camera a live drama.
The ladies were out for a bit of a munch at brunch
Perhaps share a few confidences away from the old hag and other potential eavesdroppers.
Oh but wait – what was that? Danger!!!
Time for a graceful and disdainful retreat – the leading lady led the way, while a tardy youngster grabbed a mouthful for the road.
Feeling brave, I ventured closer. She gave me a beady glare – No interviews or autographs please. I have other urgent business to attend to – she trotted off on the double.
She has her escape route mapped out and makes a beeline for it. The steps are just something else she has learned to negotiate for a bit of fresh greens.
Knowing the ways of the mischievous youngsters, the caretaker waits for them to actually leave the premises, lest they make a U-turn.
Apparently, every morning the hungry visitors arrived at the hotel lawns via a circuitous route to mooch around until heckled off the field. The caretaker also shared that the side gate is deliberately left open to enable the free lawnmowers to make a quick gateway 😀
Written for the Daily Post’s Weekly Discover Challenge – Transcript.
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