I was on vacation and staying in a Mauritius Luxury Hotel and having breakfast at a local cafe’ when a little boy came running in through and around the round cafe’ tables all excited about something. He stopped at a table clear in the back and yelled, ‘The Dalai Lama’s’ in town!’, he shouts. ‘Mom, The Dalai Lama’s in town!’, he repeats. His mother shushed him and made him sit down next to her. Wow, I thought, The Dalai Lama’s here. I don’t know much about him, except that he did win the Noble Peace Prize back in the 80′s and that he’s the head guy of the Buddhism. But, the information this little boy spewed has caused a good amount of excitement throughout this little cafe’. Everyone was a buzz and calling for their check so they can go find out where the Dalai Lama could possibly be. One patron approached the table where the little boy was sitting and asked if he had more information as to the location of the Dalai Lama.
The whole cafe’ went silent. And the little boy’s mother gave her son a look that said not to speak and she apologized to the man for her little boy’s disruption. The little boy ignored his mother’s wishes and said he’s walking down the street right now and that a whole bunch of people were gathering all around him and that all he could see of the Dalai Lama was his feet and that all the Dalai Lama wore on his feet were flip-flops. I could tell the little boy found this funny. The mother shushed her son to silence. The man thanked them and urgently proceed out the cafe’. Then, in droves, the cafe’ patrons hastily left. I was the only one still there. I could tell the wait staff also wanted to leave, but the owner wouldn’t have it, looking over at me and them back to them. Not even finished with my meal, I asked for the check, paid my bill and was almost run over as I exited the cafe’ by the wait staff running out go see this holly man with the flip-flop for shoes.
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