Eating (Completed)

Zahir was walking into the dining. He was devastatingly hungry, his stomach growling strongly. In his hands was a try of his first meal and drink. The smells from the tray seemed quite fresh, he was just in line to pick up his dinner just like the others, the steam and heat from the food was visually stimulating. As he looked into the dining hall, it seemed like seating was already at capacity, all the colonists were sitting and eating, talking to each other and laughing. Zahir felt quite shy and didn't want to interrupt and indulge himself into an already compact table. Not really caring about his placement, he decided that he would eat on the floor, he plotted a spot by the large windows, overlooking the planet in which they had just settled on.  He placed his tray on the floor and say Indian style with his legs crossed, fashioning himself like a stereotypical lotus positioned manner. As he used his utensils, the fork and a spoon, he looked on his plate. There was some sort of stuffy meat, he senses told him it was an Earthly meat called beef, from a farm animal called a cow. His memory told him that his family heritage of the Hindu religion told him that beef consumption was against his religion. But who really cared at this point, he was human and he was hungry. As he sliced the beef and forked into his mouth, he began chewing it, it had a savory flavor and a hint of spice. He began to swallow, combating his hunger in the making.