It isn’t summer yet, but the Sun is already glaring hard in the skies of Delhi. And today, as I crossed Fat Lulu’s, its insides looked warm yet alluring. The oven insides were amber orange, ready to dole out more of those thin crust pizzas that it’s known for.

What caught my fancy was the intensity with which the guy by the oven side was working. With a mop of white flour over his brow, his practised hands worked fast and with a strange fervour.

What caught my fancy was the intensity with which the guy by the oven side was working. With a mop of white flour over his brow, his practised hands worked fast and with a strange fervour.

Well, it’s all in a day’s work I suppose. Some get food to relish in air-conditioned places, while the backstage story is all hard work. Still, this guy looked happy. For my part, I picked a pink lemonade, to soothe the drought in my throat. Or maybe, to spare him the trouble of rolling another pizza crust.

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