About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Sarai By Day and stopped in his tracks. The air was filled with an unfamiliar scent—a mix of jasmine and honeysuckle, so strong it lingered even after he drove away. Curious, he parked nearby and sniffed the air. Just as he did, a woman emerged from behind the building, humming softly. She smiled at him, her eyes twinkling like the stars above.
‘Morning,’ she said gently. ‘That’s our secret blend—jasmine for relaxation, honeysuckle for happiness.’
The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head. ‘I’ll never look at flowers the same way again!’
2. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Sarai By Day and noticed an unusual humming sound coming from inside. He peered through the window and saw a beautician patiently combing her fingers through a pile of colorful feathers while softly singing in another language. Curious, he knocked on the door, but no one answered. The next day, the same thing happened—only this time, the driver brought flowers. Inside, he found the beautician still singing softly as she arranged multicolored ribbons into intricate designs. Turns out, it was just her way of waking up. A regular customer later joked, ‘She’s opening early for spring!’
3. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Sarai By Day and noticed something unusual: the sign above the door seemed to change colors every few seconds. Curious, he peered closer and saw that it was just an old sign with multicolored LED lights. Shaking his head, he muttered, ‘Another day in paradise,’ and went inside for his haircut. Later that week, a regular asked him if he’d seen the colorful sign too, causing both men to burst out laughing over their shared Sarai By Day adventure.
4. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Sarai By Day and noticed something peculiar—an old lady feeding pigeons in the reflection pool, her hair glowing like sunrise. The driver parked his truck, curious now, and watched as she turned around with twinkling eyes. ‘Morning,’ she said softly, “this place needs more love.” She smiled, then picked up a feather and drew an intricate design on the water’s surface. The delivery man blinked, thinking he’d stumbled into some enchanted beauty salon. As he drove away later that day, he swore he saw the same woman reflected in the shop window—only this time, she was cutting someone’s hair while humming an ancient tune.