Even at the most unlikely place, one can learn something.
I was at a restaurant on Saturday and had just been given the bill, which amounted to Rs.161. I paid with two hundred rupee notes and was waiting for the change. Until a year back - till the time I was a student and not earning - I never left tips. Since then, I leave whatever seems appropriate.
I saw the waiter get the change from the cashier. En-route to my table the waiter stopped for a few moments and soon he was at my table with the change on the platter. I picked up the three tens, rest of the change was beneath the bill; I picked up the bill and was confronted by a bevy of coins - around 15 coins. 50-aisa coins dominated the horde and I spied a one-rupee coin peeking from underneath three 50-paisa coins. For a sum of nine rupees I was presented with what could be at best described as a beggar’s haul. Not wishing to have a bulky wallet or a clinking pocket I left the change behind.
I was smiling as I left the restaurant; I had learnt something 
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