" Good Morning", I said " lets go to have break fast".

My roomi still in wonderland of Kingfisher calender models, said " ok, Fresh ho leta hun".

I took hindu and had a glimpse on Bold big fonts.

"Panel recommends BC tag for Transgenders- Inclusion of children of sex workers and HIV+ people in OBC list favoured."

Well, this is a welcome step. I thought.

Karnataka State Backward Classes commission did some serious brainstorming to preserve the Preamble values. To curb the age old descrimination and to provide "Equality", our political stalwarts introduced Reservation on caste basis...still there.... after 50 yrs....Then why arent we considering contemporary discimination (on the basis of sex orientation,disease or a profession, chosen because of stark poverty and HYENA-ous reality of life) in the same bandwidth of opportunities?? 

Suddently i got disturbed by the momentary sound of a waterfall followed with a smell which crashed all the thoughts churning in my mind.

Its time to open all the doors and windows........ He is 'DONE'!

Looking victorious he complained, " yaar sabjiyon k daam to aasman chad rahe hain. Bechara gareeb aadmi kaise rahega??"

Quite right.I nodded for KK's sudden populism.

Yeah KK(whts in the name, so short form),the lord of AROMA,my roomi.

I sometimes wonder how does he manage to enjoy those most peaceful moments every morning.Well, God might have gifted him with a natural 'State of art' nose filters, which i dont have.Pity :( . 

"Koi bhi sabji Rs 10/paav se kam ki milti hi nahi!! Hum log to afford kar be lete hain, wht abt poor..!"

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm", I replied.

TING TONG. Bell rang.

I opened the door and found a 15 degree bend body, in late 50s,sad face wrinkled with the harsh survival reality and eyes lit with a feeble ray of hope.

"aap do din kahan thi?" shouted KK." mene kapde dip karke rakkhe hue the. Itne mehnge kapde hote hain, kharab ho jaate hain aise! Hum kuch bolte nahi hain to ye galat faayda uthati hai."

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm", I said.

"pagar(salary) kaat k denge", dictated KK,who was sad few days back coz of loss of Germany in World semis.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm", I said.

"Pudchya veli tumi asa nako karu"(Dont do it from the next time), i replied in marathi to bai 'Mausi',looking at me with a lamanted face. 

We took a news paper and went out to have our brkfast, which in 95% cases used to be 'Poha and chai' because KK "likes it very much".

"Don plate poha aani Chai"(2 plate poha and Tea), I ordered. 

Finishing Hindu in just 2 mins KK commented on one of the headlines,"Yaar there is so much Child Labour all around"."Bachhon se kaam kaise karva lete hain ye log. Dont they have shame?" fired concerned KK.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm", I said.

"Aise logo ko to faansi pe latka dena chaiye."and then he shouted, " Oye Chotu, tujhse poha aur chai bola tha na! Evening snacks me dega kya??"."Nikkamme ho gaye hain ye log....blah blah blah...."
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" Hmmmmmmmmmmmm" replied yours truly.