Wah! babuji Wah!

"Wah! babuji Wah!”, the waiter retorted, flipping two coins I had left in the tray as a tip. Realising that it could turn a little ugly, I quickly ran away from the scene. Jayant, busy enjoying the last gulp of saunf and mishri down his throat totally misread the situation. Jayant thinking I had given the most generous of tips, looked at the waiter to see him in his minute of ecstasy. The waiter exclaimed again, Wah! Babuji Wah!, as in just to make sure Jayant enjoys that one last gulp of saunf. That’s what you call true hospitality!!!!!! God bless Bhopal.