Humanity is dead, and we are its murderers.
Yes, it’s true and a shameful incident at a restaurant in Kolkata proved it. Dilashi Hemnami was returning from her meeting along with her driver and decided to stop by at a restaurant ‘Mocambo’ at Park Street to have a dinner.
Dilashi had narrated the complete incident on her Facebook post.
She starts off by saying that initially she was told to wait for 15 minutes:
“How shallow and inhuman have we become? Last night being my last day in Kolkata, I decided to try out this popular restaurant called ‘Mocambo’ at Park Street. I decided to go with my driver-Manish bhaiya here, whose great service and care throughout my stay in Kolkata for a week was excellent. (Also yesterday afternoon he missed his lunch because I forgot to tell him to go for lunch-uncertain about the time it would take me to finish the meeting-he missed his lunch.)
Guilty of my mistake. I decided to go out for dinner with him.
As soon as I reached Mocambo at around 8:40 PM, I asked the staff to give me a table for 2.
Staff : There is a waiting of 15 minutes .
Me : *as excited I was to try out this popular joint happily agreed*
Staff : *by this time they observed I was with Manish bhaiya * walked up to me and said it will take 45 minutes for the table to get ready.
Me : *little confused by time communicated earlier* …now eagerly asked but you said 15 minutes
Staff : Yes the table was going to get empty but they ordered for more food
Me : *peeping through the glass windows * But I can see some empty tables inside.
Staff : They are four seaters…today is Friday we cannot give that table.
After 15 minutes, their turn never came up:
After waiting for 10-15 minutes . When I see people who came after me getting the table.
Me : Why are you not giving me the table?
Staff : Maam we can’t give you a table.
Me : But why?
Staff : Who are you with?
Me : *subtly pointing towards Manish bhaiya*
Staff : Aahhh….Maam he is not properly dressed.
Me : *he was cleanly dressed in a cream trouser and a shirt tucked out…and floaters*
I asked, “What is your dress code?”
Staff : We don’t have a dress code.
Me : Then?
Staff :No no, he is not properly dressed for it’s a fine dine restaurant.
Me : *agitated by now* What’s wrong with his clothes tell me and is there a written dress code he is not following?
Later, the manager falsely blamed the driver for being drunk:
By this time Manishbhaiya understood parts of the conversation in English and by the daunting looks of the staff-walks up to me and says – “Didi hum Nahi khaenge, aap Khana Kha lijiyega na…“
Me : *hurt with his innocence and inhuman inconsiderate behaviour of the staff at Mocambo*
Me : Call your manager give me a valid reason why he cannot come in.
Staff : Goes and calls another person.
Me : Sir, why can’t he come in?
Staff : Because he is drunk.
Me : *furious and baffled with the audacity of the staff * How do you know he is drunk?
Staff : Because my other colleague told me he is so.
Me : On what basis did you make such assumptions? Did he drink in front of you or did you even go near him *they were standing 2-3 meters apart* He is driving me around since 8 o clock in the morning let alone being drunk he has not even had his food!
Staff : But I know he is drunk.
Me : Prove it then.
Me : What’s your name?
Staff : I can’t tell you my name.
Me : Why?
Staff : No no, I can’t. It’s just I can’t let you in with him.
Me : I Don’t want to get into your racist restaurant. *walks away with Manish bhaiya with deep grief in my heart on how inhuman and shallow the world has become :(*
In the end, Dilashi tells more about her driver:
Manish bhaiya is one of the finest human beings I have met in a long time he took good care of me and did his duty with all his heart.
He is a simple man who makes 275 Rs a day for 12 hours of driving and sends more than half of the money back home. He has a difficult life yet he laughs a lot, shares a lot of stories and is more human and empathetic than anyone I know.
To Mocambo staff and restaurant at Park Street Kolkata which doesn’t consider human as human and differentiates, discriminates and stratifies them into classes just because he doesn’t fit into your description of a perfect customer(doesn’t own an iPhone maybe doesn’t talk in English), I am sorry you don’t deserve a fine human like Manish bhaiya sitting and eating in your racist restaurant.
Judge a person by his character, not by his profession.