Tall young chap on the counter at Crossways, the HK place on Swanston, gave off some radiance dishing up the meal. In the first moment it wasn’t clear whether he may have remembered the regular.
Extending the initial glow, he progressed a step further.
After seeing you my mind is more calm.
Wattage! Booster charge!
Every reason of course for a ruffled, if not disturbed mind on that busy street.
The older Indians serving, and the younger too, managed it with ease and naturalness. The young local must have noticed.
Informed that the expression was widely used and in other cultures surprised the lad and he felt the need to defend himself.
I meant it.
Sure, sure. It was all good.
Bab herself had never used the expression, or perhaps only the once at some particular occasion, with a little lightness.
Blazene oci koje vide te.
Blazene was tricky. Gifted with light or radiance; with pleasure and delight. Blazo & Blaze or Blazenka were male and female given names, common up on Village Uble.
Eyes delighted to see you; for greeting.
Sometimes those hill people had really lit up back in the day. You had caught some of the last of it during the first visit in the early ‘80s.
Melbourne
April ‘24
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