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"A 300Rs ticket" - Guaranteed Entertainment

"A 300 Rs ticket".. Oh yeah you would think it would be for any one of those myriad programmes we seem to be having in chennai.. like posters pasted on the roads tell us about the P Suseela and S Janaki concert, of course the Swingers or some other dance school advertising their dance performances or; the very recently held dance by a Bulgarian troupe which got some rave reviews.. but no, I didnt mean any of those... this I should say was a ticket to a dining experience in a prestigious hotel in Chennai. My dad being a share holder got some coupons which could be used in this particular hotel. As is the case with any coupon, we read thoroughly what is written in it for fear of missing some hidden clause which could lead to a nasty eating experience... you dont need me to tell you that right? So I very methodically went through the coupon and then told my friends S and P about it. They shared my enthusiasm.. no doubt due to the coupons belonging to the hotel in question. On a nice bright sunday afternoon we set off listening to S wax eloquence on the hotel. P and I were pleasantly taken aback by the wonderful decor and ambience. We checked out the Tanjore paintings on the walls in the lobby while S dealed with the reception regarding the coupons.. oh yeah we didnt want any hitch in our eating experience. We were directed to the buffet, laid out, by the very courteous staff and were well taken care of by the very attentive waiters. Hmm what a lovely dining experience. There were very few people about. To our immediate right there was a threesome, very much like ours ,only, there two guys and a girl made up the trio. Things started to get interesting when one of the guys developed an obvious interest in my friend.. no no not the guy-guy thingy... but the age old girl-guy attraction. Finding it difficult to keep turning his head 180 degrees to check out my friend P, this guy , lets call him X coz there are sooo many characters in this, turns his chair so that all he had to do was to flick his eyes to accomodate my friend and his friends into his line of vision. Very enterprising indeed. Much to my friend's embarrasment and to our obvious devilish glee, each time he flicked his eyes to look at her, X's friends stopped conversation to look at each other and then at X and then at P. Whew!! What a chain that was.. but not as scintillating as the chain of desserts lined on the table. Still... We managed to complete the meal amidst hmms and yumms and sniggers and laughter coz X was still looking at my friend.. how he managed to complete his meal, beats me.
By now P was literally hailing the waiter to get our bill so that we could leave the majnu to it. The moment of truth both ways ( oh yeah I know you are absolutely confused as to which two topics we are discussing.. but how could you forget the coupons?!!!) was to come. So, since I have refreshed your memory let me continue. The very attentive waiter brought the bill and presented it to us very courteously. We squinted and peered at the squiggle of figures and came to the understanding that only Rs. 300 was deducted from the rather massive bill.. We didnt want to be looked as Ignoramus Personified by asking him what it all meant.. So giving him very sweet smiles we dismissed him and got down to the economics of it and found that we got a 30% on just the Rs 1000 of the bill, spent. Sigh.. The deduction was made up by the addition of taxes and we ended up paying for the full meal. While waiting for the credit card we couldnt help feeling that we thoroughly enjoyed the experience and bravely agreed that we should do this once again.. After all, lifting from a popular coffee cafe's advertisement.. a lot could happen over a Rs. 300 coupon... ;) Right?

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