Captured Feelings

We Will Film It With Our Eyes

The Gift of an Undocumented Meal

Photo by Awaneesh Kishore on Unsplash

“This part of the service is Instagram-worthy, who will film it?” — says the waiter holding a jug in his hands.

We look at him confused and my friend answers: “Go on, we will film it with our eyes”.

His practiced, professional smile froze. He stared at us for a second, trying to process that answer. Then, without another word, he mechanically poured hot water into our centre plate and white steam dramatically puffed out.

“Enjoy!” — and he quickly walked away.

Me and my friend look at each other and I say: “What even was that?”

“Look around!” — she answers.

I look behind her and see three girls taking pictures in a floral wall design, a guy photographing his plates of food, another table of friends where everyone is looking at their phones.

And just an old couple that was focused on eating and slowly conversing.

“SubhanAllah, the times we are living!” I looked down at the table where the steam had now completely vanished.

“It just makes me sad,” I confessed, my voice quiet.