Apr 07, 2008 04:42 PM
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(Updated Apr 07, 2008 08:25 PM)
Now Café Latte is different!
Café Latte has used a unique idea of sub-dividing their 3-Storey building into resembling various movies or particular theme of movies.
The décor has been tastefully chosen and apt accessories adorn all sections complimenting the movies.
.And as I have the brain of a 4-year old, all sights leave me gawping and breathless. I knew this was my “Bodh Gaya” spot!
With a feverish excitement I entered the dim corridors of Pirates of Caribbeanimagining myself to be she-John Silver, walking the creaky plank surrounded by skull bones, treasure chest and a Johnny Depp’s bust-size mannequin…I screeched “Avast! ye land-lubber” at every innocent who passed me!
My imaginary sea-mates and I were having a very merry time playing Colombus until…I encountered the James Bond lounge…!
.With a mean look I scanned the room, any terrorists that I can shoot away and save the world from…alas all were simply having coffee.!
So I switched off the Tina Turner and climbed the staircase to discover the rest of my alter egos.(And to attain Moksha!.Remember!)
The Lawerance of Arabia lounge has authentic low-hanging boughs and low seating benches and is extremely enchanting……Rope charmer Vibes blows her pipe with off tune Arabic music hoping some prince does take notice…!
The prince was evidently busy trying the hookah so I left …!
The Director’s lounge is complete in white, unfortunately the proximity of the lounge to the restroom shooed me away. I didn’t think I was qualified to direct people to the restrooms with various intestinal needs.
A massive Batman poster greets all on the way to the third floor and I cracked poor jokes and riddles to the severe agony of everyone around me!
The third floor opens into a terrace; and is probably the best place to plonk one-self on a cool, quiet evening… A summer evening, though would dehydrate the same one-self!
And I continued my gallivanting to find the exact location where my inner self could find inner peace and inner glow …!
and Ah Ha! The Aviator room.!
My blood pressure sky-rocketed to 235/160 as I sat in the Aviator room imagining the wRight brothers had a wRight sister who writes to them about the Right lever which Rightfully lifts the plane to skies….
My head was in the clouds until….
Café Latte decided to call earth to me…!
The Aviator room has one measly Air con, which is even more measly refusing to share “chill-th”
The closed environ with no cool air and incessant chattering from others around makes it very difficult for the brain to continue in its path of enlightenment.!
In want of inspiration I decided to order some cappuccino(made my way!) to a smiley-faced waiter, …one would think I had asked for Elixir of Life!
The smiley-faced waiter hailed from north-eastern part of our country and had absolutely no idea that people spoke in languages besides “nagali” or “mizorami” or “north-easternli” languages!.
Finally I gave up and told the waiter to bring whatever!
In my semi-trance state, heat numbing my over-used brain, I waited for any kind of liquid to go thru’ my esophagus… still trying to ponder over life’s mysteries.! Precisely at that moment my Skelton system jumped out of my skin…!
A sound system meant to rip the ears of the head pounded at inhumane decibels “Let the music play” .
Findings:
*Sweltering heat+ no cappuccino+ music which does not allow you to hear your own thoughts= COMPLETE NIRVANA!
*Findings 2:
*All that you drink is not OM….oops!. All that glitters is not gold!
Café Latte should be lauded for the different theme and the visual experience created. The concept and implementation of such a radical idea is excellent.
…If only the staff were trained…
*.If only the aircon worked…
.If only coffee shops are treated so and not converted into disco halls…
