A pleasant smiling server delights the patrons of a cafe overlooking the Pushkar lake. Dawa Dorje was on a backpacking trip, touring Rajasthan. He was loving it so much that eventually he ran out of money and took this job waiting tables. He says he hopes to return to his beloved Sikkim, just as soon as he saves up enough.
As we chatted about this and that, about here and there, he left me with a pure gold thought nugget. His cafe patrons often wax eloquent about the peace and quiet of the surroundings and how they find it so relaxing and wonderful. And how they wished they could stay here forever.
And Dawa Dorje often wondered; this place is quite like his home in Pelling. There too its very quiet and peaceful. Infact by sun down, just like here, all the stuff is done and everybody goes off to sleep. The place is dead by the time night falls. And how Dorje dreamt of the big cities where its so alive and buzzing all night long and how he finds that so relaxing and wonderful.
As we chatted about this and that, about here and there, he left me with a pure gold thought nugget. His cafe patrons often wax eloquent about the peace and quiet of the surroundings and how they find it so relaxing and wonderful. And how they wished they could stay here forever.
And Dawa Dorje often wondered; this place is quite like his home in Pelling. There too its very quiet and peaceful. Infact by sun down, just like here, all the stuff is done and everybody goes off to sleep. The place is dead by the time night falls. And how Dorje dreamt of the big cities where its so alive and buzzing all night long and how he finds that so relaxing and wonderful.
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