We had a scrumptious BBQ meal with friends on Eid. We gathered at around 2:30 pm, which is a very normal time to have lunch here. The adults had warm lintel soup, Pizza Hut style salad, followed by luscious, mouth-watering BBQ: chicken, mutton, and seekh kabab. These were served with either rice or puri.
The kids, however, demanded happy meal.
Our host went to the fast food, just next door to where we were having lunch, followed by all the excited kids. She walked up to the counter and ordered 4 happy meals.
“Would you like to have chicken burger, beef burger, or plain cheese burger?” asked the crew, ever so politely.
“Don’t bother about the hamburgers. Just tell me what toys you have,” replied our host, with a smile.
Fifteen minutes and four made-in-China toy trucks later, one of the kids, aged 6, realized that he didn’t get a happy meal. So he bugged his mother for one. The mother tried turning a deaf ear to him, but the boy was persistent with his demand – after all, he has the right to a happy meal.
Giving in, the mother finally reached out to her handbag and pulled out a wallet. The father was now standing nearby our table.
“Go, give this to your father and buy a happy meal,” she instructed the boy and looked up at her husband.
“Lekin Ma, ismain paisey nahi hai! (But Ma, there’s no money in it!)” cried the boy, making sure we all hear him.
“No, beta. There is money in my wallet!,” exclaimed the embarrassed father.
The boy took the bag from his mother and pulled out another wallet, apparently his mother’s, and took out a 50 fils coin. Then he marched off to buy his happy meal.
It turned out that the boy thought that only the coins are real money!