The dirty old man

In Blore,I sometimes have my breakfast in a hotel very near to my house.Its a small hotel..self service..and the food -very good.
I have met so many weirdos there..You can’t imagine..(one of my fren calls me “weirdo magnet”)

The cashier who issues the coupons there is one “social” person…he loves small talk.
If I order idlis..he will surely say

“en maadam,is two idlis enough..why dont u take dosa for a change..masala dosa,plain..onion…shall I order masala..full crisp?”

after I tell him that,I only want idlis and nothing else..he will ask me “coffee madam?”..then I take my coupons for idlis n coffee/tea ,I go wait to get my plate
of idlis..surprisingly I never get my plate till all the guys who work in the kitchen get a look at what i am wearing for that day!!!

Once the “checking out” process is over..i get my plate out and stand outside near the table and start eating…usually reading some book or TOI..

There is this one old northie muduka (thatha is for nice ones..)..who tries everytime to start a conversation with me..
He looks as if he never seen how a bath looks like..and looks as if one angry blow from me..would break his spine…

His style of conversation goes on,like that..

(waves his hand at me..which i ignore)

“college me pad thi ho?”
(i ignore)
“hamesha idli kyon kaathi ho?”
(i ignore)
“are,kuch tho bolo!”
(i ignore)
“hindi samaj mein aathi hai?”
(i ignore)
“Arre kuch tho bolo!”
(i ignore)
“Kaha rehethi ho?”
(i ignore)
“akeli rehethi ho?”
(i ignore)
“chalo..baat nahi karti..tata”
(i ignore)
“tata tho bolo”
(i ignore)
“tata..arre tata”
(i ignore)

what amazes me is that he does this every time he sees me…even young guys get disheartened at being constantly ignored..this guy has amazing resilience!!
I usually never react..i simply ignore..and people get the drift:)
but this man..and please dont try telling me that he is an old man..no harming in talking to him…old men like him are upto no good(one old rascal had asked me”bartheeya baby!!!” in bus stand)..they are worse than young guys!!!(ask any gal..she will vouch for this)

Sometimes I think..I will hit him..he irritates me so…sometimes I feel the rage coiling inside me…most times I somehow manage and laugh it off…
but one day..may be I will lose my cool..n beat the beejeepers out of him..

Dirty old man..if only he knew that he is tempting death!!!